This little book by the author began as a sad realization during the final days of his father's passing. The author while sitting with his father remembering their relationship said, "Dad I love you"; his father heard but did not reply. The author realized that his dad never told him what he thought about him as his son. At that moment, he longed for some verification that his father was proud of him in his journey to manhood.

The author, having four sons of his own, realized that he also had not conveyed his pride in each of his son's development into manhood. He then began the...