Boys Night

Last night I found myself with a group of men who due to weather cancelled their annual camping trip to an island of Harpswell, ME. Weather changed their plans and they all found themselves still needing to gather and commensurate what has transpired since their last outing.

I was included in the evening due to the fact my girlfriend was visiting her mother in NYC and my friend Charlie is apart of the crew. I figure the camping trip has gone on for some ten years and it enabled these men to bond for two days uninterrupted. We ended up barbecuing various treats and mixing stories with cocktails. An excellent pork skewer appetizer led to previous previous tales of the annual trip. I felt apart of this crew from the start due to the fact I was looking to somehow relive their experiences with them.

As the evening progressed the voices got louder and the stories got grander. Intermixed in the whole evening was ramblings on about what has transpired since the last outing. Some of the men were struggling to find themselves at 40 and some were content in their progression of life. We had a lawyer, a men who grew chickens, a network consultant, a previous network consultant gone house flipper, a writer, and myself a salesmen.

What I found interesting is not once did we speak of the women in our lives. All the men mentioned their children at some point during the evening but no talk of their relationship with their wives.