My parents married 30 days after they met. Mom's car died just north of the Golden Gate Bridge, and Dad rescued her with his tow truck. A petite orphan with a few more IQ points than Forrest Gump (her three-months-premature birth had resulted in mild brain damage), she needed a champion to

Truthfully, the only reason I write a Father's Day article every year is to remind myself that it exists. If I cover all of these men's products, then surely I'll have to actually get my dad one of them and then I won't completely blow off the holiday, right? Not that I'd ever do such a thing.

For better or worse, parents have an influence over the art we consume, and our personal tastes are directly influenced by theirs. You may like what you like because your dad liked it, or you may like what you like because your dad hated it. (This can apply to boys as well as music, but we shall

My first childhood memory involving my dad was visiting him in prison when I was four. My parents got divorced when I was two, and I don't remember them being married. They hated each other, but I like to think in order to hate each other so much, they had to have loved each other that ...Continue

I was raised in an almost cult-like Southern Reformed Baptist church. I was told that sex was wrong, lustful thinking was wrong, and basically anything that involved sex before marriage would send me straight to hell. It wasn't until last year that I had the first physical step of courage to