Category Archives: golfing memoir

Mega Millions Golf

Today was a day made for golf. Spring is here, and the drive to the course was filled with wildflowers blooming in the pastures and hills. The sky was clear, the breeze was light, the temperature in the mid 70’s. … Continue reading

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Sunshine Golf

The Sunshine Boy has passed away. He died several hours after suffering a heart attack on a Florida golf course, so he spent his last hours doing something he loved. Sunshine was a regular member of our golf group when … Continue reading

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Golf Follows Me

My relationship with golf has lasted longer than any other in my life. I started playing when I was 13 or 14, so I’ve played for at least 47 years. The closest competing relationship is my marriage, and it’s lasted … Continue reading

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A Lot To Be Thankful For

My golf game has finally received the notoriety it deserves! I live in the country, and it’s dead quiet outside on this Thanksgiving morning. When I look out my window, all I see are a few deer, a bunch of … Continue reading

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The Road To Utopia

As promised in my last post, I headed out to Utopia for a round of golf. It’s a pleasant drive through nice scenery, and it prepares you for a relaxing day. David L. Cook, the author of Golf’s Sacred Journey, … Continue reading

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A Whiff and A Hot Dog

The last page of the December Golf Digest is a little essay on the horrors of whiffing. I can’t say that remembering the whiffs of my life is pleasant, but the article recalled an experience from my early golfing career that … Continue reading

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A Round With Willie

After years of on and off effort and frustration, I finally got my early ’80’s vintage turntable working again. It had developed a nasty buzzing sound and the cartridge mounting mechanism was broken. A repair shop got rid of the … Continue reading

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