18 holes of golf with the wife in Idaho. Sat down at the 19th hole next to a table of 8-10 guys, all 60-70 maybe. Talking about a 20 year old girl who works at the golf club. Gutter mouth stuff. Loud about it, laughing, like it was clever. Boners and all.

I almost stood up. Wife right next to me. Wanted to ask them if they’d talk that way about their own granddaughter. Didn’t. Guys like that don’t hear you mid laugh, they just get louder for the table.

This is some of what we inherited from that generation. Along with the work ethic and the grit, we got men who never got told no and never grew out of needing to.

Not interested in being loud and small at 70, mistaking volume for respect.
Talk about women right when they’re not in the room. Don’t laugh along at the next table. That’s most of the job. Most men fail it quiet. Don’t.