Is it unseemly for grown men to weep? To tear up every time they hear “The Star-Spangled Banner” at a baseball game, or “Danny Boy” at an Irish wake? If life throws you a curve, which it tends now and again to do, is it alright to commence bawling? Does that qualify you for membership in what our late President George Herbert Walker Bush called “the Bawl Brigade”? But mightn’t it be just a…
