Six years ago, I published my book “The Inside Ride: A Journey Into Manhood,” which told the story of the extraordinary bond I shared with my father, Max. For nearly 30 years, the two of us — both practicing therapists — exchanged hundreds of handwritten letters. In them we laid bare our disagreements and dreams, our views on politics and passion, family and friendship, vulnerability and manhood. What began as a deliberate effort to cross the emotional distance so many fathers and sons never