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Friends We’ve Always Known

I miss my friends.

Everyone has that group of friends, that close circle of people that you feel the most comfortable around, they allow you to be the best you in any scenario… and most Thanksgivings give us either that Wednesday before or Friday night after for a late evening of conversation and storytelling… and typically with some “adult” beverages to lubricate the conversations.

Some in North Carolina…

This year, that didn’t happen.  My friends are smattered across the country, which makes for the gathering of everyone in one place that much more difficult. Normally we gather at a parent’s house, we arrive when we arrive and leave when you want.  But the longer you stay, the more likely you are to see someone that hasn’t been in town for quite some time.

Some in Colorado…

For the first time in a long time, I wasn’t able to see my best friend from high school.  Not that we get together that terribly often, and I’m sad to say, I haven’t been out to see his place in Denver yet, but when he’s around, it brings me back to old times, when he and I could kill an entire day listening to music and shooting pool in his parents basement.

Some in Illinois…

The great thing about those close friends… the really great thing about great friends, is that regardless of how often or rarely that you see them; the minute you share the same space with them, any time spent apart melts away and the chatter picks up right where it left off the year before.

This is what I cherish about my friends, and hope they feel the same way… even if only a little bit.

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PGA Tour or Golf Buddy

I’ve always told myself growing up I wasn’t going to be on of those fathers that push their children into taking up a sport, so they can become the next phenom in that sport.  I am happy to say that I’m still not that father, but something interesting happened the other day…but first a little back story.

Throughout this spring and summer, seeing as I was still looking for employment and home with Ed, we would need to kill time during the day.  And if it was nice enough outside, we would take a walk around the neighborhood; he would be in the stroller and I’d fire up my iPod and listen to a Pearl Jam concert or catch up on my hip-hop lyrics.  It was a great way to kill 30-45 minutes without feeling the need to entertain or work up an unnecessary sweat.  These walks would typically be capped off with my parking Ed (still in the stroller) in the garage and out of the sun, but still facing the front yard.  This is the point where I would wonder over to my golf bag and grab a 4 iron or 5 wood and take a few dozen swings.  This, for some reason was HILARIOUS to Ed.  I still haven’t decided if it’s because there is a problem with my form or if swinging a golf club is just that darn funny.

I keep a lone sand wedge and a shag ball in the garage leaning against the wall just in case I need to kill a few moments, I can chip around the front yard or swing a little when I’m bored.  The club also makes for an excellent poking stick for when the flag on the front of the house gets all wrapped around the flag pole.  It was this club and ball that drew the attention of Ed yesterday afternoon.  We had just completed a walk around the neighborhood and since it was nice we were hanging out in the front yard when Ed decided that he need to get some toys from the garage.  This is what I saw when I turned around from putting the wagon away…

So I have to say part of me is pretty geeked that he may be interested in taking up golf.  I can say that right now because he isn’t able to shoot a lower score than I can at this point; I’m sure that day will get here soon enough. I was just blown away to watching take the ball, take the club and know what was the right way.  Of course, once he discovered that he couldn’t swing the club, it was dropped and he began throwing the golf ball around the yard… it’s a start thought, right?

Green Disease

This morning I was treated to the opportunity to play a golf course that I had not yet played.  This may come as a bit of a surprise considering how close this course is, but I just never found the time to get there to play it.  I’m talking about Clearbrook Golf Club.  This course is located near Saugatuck and is a great looking course for the price.  My only regret is that I definitely did not score as well as I had hoped.  Shooting 51 on the front at a lousy 54 on the back… I say lousy because I had a total of 20 strokes on the last two holes.  Not exactly the best way to finish out a round, but the day had gotten the better of me and I just wasn’t ready to let the course beat me… even though it ended up doing just that.

I’d like to give a shout out to Mr. Harmsen for the idea and setting things up, as always, regardless of score, a good time was had.

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