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		<title>By: Engaging the Disquiet &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Do you remember war movies?</title>
		<link>http://www.thedisquiet.com/the-disquiet/man-space/#comment-1227</link>
		<dc:creator>Engaging the Disquiet &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Do you remember war movies?</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 14 Apr 2007 22:06:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Engaging the Disquiet &#187; Blog Archive &#187; First Aid</title>
		<link>http://www.thedisquiet.com/the-disquiet/man-space/#comment-216</link>
		<dc:creator>Engaging the Disquiet &#187; Blog Archive &#187; First Aid</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 03:41:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Get structures of support in place.  Do you have friends and/or family who can be a supportive?  Is there someone you can confide in, be scared with, strategize together, etc? Itâ€™s very common for us men, when we feel at our worse, to â€œturtleâ€.  We go underground.  We pull away from that which we most need.  We seem to be wired to go off and try to figure it out alone.  So if you donâ€™t have any friends - make some.  Really.  It makes a difference.  Think of where you like to hang out or what kind of things that interest you (even things that used to interest you).  Go where others who share that interest hang out.  It will be hard at first and you may have to fake it until you make it.  You can read more about this in this article. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Get structures of support in place.  Do you have friends and/or family who can be a supportive?  Is there someone you can confide in, be scared with, strategize together, etc? Itâ€™s very common for us men, when we feel at our worse, to â€œturtleâ€.  We go underground.  We pull away from that which we most need.  We seem to be wired to go off and try to figure it out alone.  So if you donâ€™t have any friends - make some.  Really.  It makes a difference.  Think of where you like to hang out or what kind of things that interest you (even things that used to interest you).  Go where others who share that interest hang out.  It will be hard at first and you may have to fake it until you make it.  You can read more about this in this article. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Dave Schoof</title>
		<link>http://www.thedisquiet.com/the-disquiet/man-space/#comment-37</link>
		<dc:creator>Dave Schoof</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 02:27:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Art - I can almost smell your dad's workroom.  It always amazes me how powerful our sense of smell is in our memories.

As I sit here, I can recall the smells of printing houses that I saw when I accompanied my dad on his rounds.  As I sit here, I can smell the inks, papaer and other stuff, and I can actaully feel the connection with my dad.  Powerful.

You are right we need places to meet and hangout and for boys and young men to be able to seep it in - smells and all ;-)

Thanks Art - come back often!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Art - I can almost smell your dad&#8217;s workroom.  It always amazes me how powerful our sense of smell is in our memories.</p>
<p>As I sit here, I can recall the smells of printing houses that I saw when I accompanied my dad on his rounds.  As I sit here, I can smell the inks, papaer and other stuff, and I can actaully feel the connection with my dad.  Powerful.</p>
<p>You are right we need places to meet and hangout and for boys and young men to be able to seep it in - smells and all <img src='http://www.thedisquiet.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Thanks Art - come back often!</p>
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		<title>By: Art Conn</title>
		<link>http://www.thedisquiet.com/the-disquiet/man-space/#comment-36</link>
		<dc:creator>Art Conn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2006 02:08:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This story about learning from older  men touched a soft spot for me, especially the part about the sounds/smells/conversatons of a workplace.  I have fond memories of my dad's place, they called it the drug workroom because they manufactured all sorts of cosmetics, hand lotions, smelly stuff. In retrospect, I see how I learned there how admired and loved my father was by those he worked with.  Too bad I didn't see it at the time.

We need places where men can talk and be men and have younger men around to overhear, to learn, to reflect.  Happens on the farm, maybe in the dugout, but tough in the city.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This story about learning from older  men touched a soft spot for me, especially the part about the sounds/smells/conversatons of a workplace.  I have fond memories of my dad&#8217;s place, they called it the drug workroom because they manufactured all sorts of cosmetics, hand lotions, smelly stuff. In retrospect, I see how I learned there how admired and loved my father was by those he worked with.  Too bad I didn&#8217;t see it at the time.</p>
<p>We need places where men can talk and be men and have younger men around to overhear, to learn, to reflect.  Happens on the farm, maybe in the dugout, but tough in the city.</p>
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