Since time immemorial—or at least since the Ancient Greeks—men on the verge of marital bliss have kissed their single days good-bye with the bachelor party. We all know it happens. We all know that, as often as not, the revelers indulge in enough Bacchanalian carousing to make the bride blush (if she ever finds out). But we don't all know the Vegas bouncer's take on wave after wave of raucous young men or what happens when all the groomsmen really think their friend shouldn't marry the girl—and stage an intervention at the strip club. With a book and this companion site, oral historian David Boyer not only takes a "peek behind the closed-door tradition" of the bachelor party, he swings the entry wide open. Oh, and guys? If you find yourself in hot water with your sweetheart, tell her even Jimmy Stewart went wild at his shindig.
