I really enjoy playing golf and will play just about any time of year. But there is something about golf in the fall that is just so relaxing. Maybe its nature's way of telling you to chill out -- summer is over, heat's off and you don't have to get so fired up about it. Playing with three other retirees may also be Mother Nature's way of letting you know that it's time to chill and just enjoy the fact that you all can still play (some) and still see the beauty all around you. You've met Dave (Barney), Dave (a.k.a. Santa), and Bob ("TOP") before in some of the other entries in this blog. Playing with these three is also a challenge in that they are all lefties. One of the guys standing around the first tee when we played the second day asked me if it was tough playing with 3 lefties. I told him "no, as long as my therapist can take me when we're done."
Actually, we had a lot of fun and it was a pretty even two days. "TOP" and "Santa" beat us by 5 the first day, but Barney and I won by 5 the second. So we kissed our respective sisters, raised a cold mug and said, "wait till next year."Barney and Santa went with Chuck and me last year to the Carolinas, and will probably do so again this spring. If you saw our respective games, you would probably wonder why we spend money going South to play golf. But then, if you had seen our games, you would know why. Besides, we have all reached the age now when we don't really care about the score (well almost everyone -- Chuck still does) and care more about just being able to go, walk/drive around a beautiful golf course, enjoy God's creation, get away from the snow and tell old stories -- yeah, the same ones we've all heard many, many times before. We go over them before we forget ... so we won't forget.
In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between, there are golf courses and old friends waiting to play.
Hooah
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