Up close: Why I shared a bed with my teenage son for two nights

Father comforting his son. [Courtesy/GettyImages]

You read that right. I, a father of two, spent two nights on the same narrow bed, in the same tiny room, using the same towel, same bathroom shoes and same shower with my Gen Z son. 

The room had no TV, no Wi-Fi, no radio — just a single old chair and a bed barely wide enough for one person.