To me, there is no magic line that you cross and poof you're a man. I think it's a lifetime of joy, trials, experiences, etc that "mature" a man. When I was in my 20s I thought I was a man, probably better than most others because I was a military man. Looking back at that young fool, I made a lot of mistakes maybe I shouldn't have. So now I'm a man because I can see that? Was I a man then? Was I a man at a certain point (marriage, children, graduation, bootcamp)? I don't think so, I think it's a lifetime of doing the best I can and taking responsibility when I don't get it right, always learning from the events good or bad.