Boyhood is our own private neighborhood of life, a great place to visit. It's where our best friends live and the place we've hidden all our secret joys.
My buddy is making his Planned Man debut with his first comment on the sixth Commandment—"Honor thy Father...". He shows what that Commandment means to all with eyes to see and without a whiff or sound of woe-is-me grief.
I don’t count many bad days with friends. Of course, there are life’s shitstorms—and friends are there in “good times and in bad.” (Kinda like wives). But friends—ones worth keeping and doing life’s time with—do their best not to cause shitstorms for each other.