
A Stand for Standing
Michael BurnsColumnist I started doing my men’s work in 1986. It was a result of attending the Sterling Men, Sex, and Power weekend (later renamed

Michael BurnsColumnist I started doing my men’s work in 1986. It was a result of attending the Sterling Men, Sex, and Power weekend (later renamed
Dan KempnerEditor I stood, one late-Summer day, within a large circle of men in a Massachusetts field. There were about 40 of us, hip-deep in

Craig JonesColumnist I wasn’t his relative, nor was I on his men’s team. We did not ‘go way back’ via a connection from youth or

Michael ‘Burnsie’ BurnsColumnist, Legacy Magazine Now, the pressure is on: I’m a columnist, not a simple contributor, guest writer, or scout… but a columnist. Like,

Dan Kempner Death comes to every man, of course, sooner or later. A. Justin Sterling’s came later: he died last month at 82. The public

Rich O’KeeffeContributor The recent passing of Justin Sterling has brought up a ton of thoughts for many of us. Some are good, some neutral, others

by Stan Snow You may have heard the term The Art of Masculinity around MDI at some time in the last few months. If you’ve

Michael BurnsColumnist The context of my shares is Lessons Learned. At least, it is lessons acknowledged and explored, since I repeat more mistakes than I

Michael BurnsColumnist I often hear people say they want to make a difference in people’s lives. I have chosen the same aspiration as my own

Dan Kempner My friend Jonesy used to write articles regularly for Legacy Magazine, as did I. We would read one another’s pieces – just to

Daniel KempnerMDI Contributor Let’s talk about fun. I mean, I really need to talk about fun. Fun is … well, it’s a thing you have,

Dan KempnerMDI Contributor Introductions, please… At the start, I’m always a “six” on the scale of “one” to “ten.” Will the tech work? Will we

Dan Kempner Atlas, Team M’ORT [Men of the Round Table] Atlas was born of desperation. Me. Mine. I was the desperate one. Look, I had

By Dan Kempner, Guest Contributor I was sitting cross-legged in the Blue Room, a cavernous, carpeted space on the second floor of the Ashram –