I’ve never given rites of passage much thought. I’m not Jewish, so I never had a bar mitzvah. As a guy, I got no sweet sixteen party either, though I did get my driver’s license and drove my car by myself for the first time. On my 18th birthday, I was given drugs by my friendly neighborhood drug dealer. On my 21st birthday, I went drinking with my best friend and another friend and friend’s girlfriend. The couple ruined the night by arguing. I just wanted to go home and sleep. Read More…