Journaling Runs in the Family

Written on 2-20-22.

        B and I are on a date on a Sunday afternoon.  We grabbed some lunch and stopped at our favorite spot at Riverside Park.  It’s a spot by the…riverside.  I wanted some time to write today, so I suggested she grab a book.  She chose to download something, and here we are. 

It’s been nearly a month, my dear journal, and much has happened.  We chose to go up to Lakewood on the weekend of the Super Bowl.  B and I had Mom and Dad to ourselves for much of the weekend, but Curt, Bev, Carter, and Emily came over on Saturday.  And, we drove to pick up Barry on Sunday, and Joe and Tammy came with us, too.  I guess we didn’t have them to ourselves as much as I thought.  I dragged some boxes and photo albums upstairs to go through with Mom and Dad.  It was a hodgepodge of stuff.  We discovered baby books, and the funny part was mine had no information in it at all.  It had a bit of a shot record, but no name.  That’s typical of a third child, though.  Mom had hers and so did Dad, and they were mostly complete.  We found brochures and pamphlets for first-time parents, and the wrapping paper from Bev’s baby shower.  The biggest discovery were the photo albums that were passed on to my parents.  That was impressive, and Mom could tell about most of the people in there.  Dad saw pictures of his previous homes, too, and I saw...

2nd Excerpt From My Golf Diary-Part 2

2-27-22

        I am doing another excerpt this month due to the fact that I haven't played any golf.  In this one, I play in Pinon Hills Classic, and I tell what happened...

Written on 8-2-02.

Well, I did it!  I competed in my first ever golf tournament all by myself.  This is truly not a team sport.  I felt very alone both days.  It didn’t help that Eric was out of town and didn’t get to play in it either.  

On Saturday, I didn’t feel as alone because of the two guys I was playing with.  I played with two other gentlemen, Bill and Phil.  Bill was older than I was, and he had a very short back swing.  For the most part, he hit it straight, just not very far.  He is a retired dermatologist.  Bill has two sons, both married, which tells you about how old he is.  

Phil is...

1st Excerpt From My Golf Diary-Part 2

Written on 2-20-22.

    I have decided to do excerpts from my earlier diary/journal posts again, since I don't have a lot going on as far as golf is concerned.  I did catch up all of my golf diary parts and collected them into one, and I called it My Golf Diary-The Whole Enchilada.

    In this excerpt, I write about three birdies, and I play golf with Adam when he visited.  I realize golf is very expensive, and I spent a deal of time on the range at Pinon Hills.  Amazing how history repeats itself.

    At the end of this writing, I use the impact bag with Mike Stark, and I break it.  

Written on 7-23-02.

I wrote this at Ziems Ford Corners while waiting for the truck to have its transmission checked out.  It’s been squeaking between second and third gears.  They couldn’t find anything, though.  Figures.  They were nice enough to shuttle me up to Pinon Hills to practice when I found out it was going to take several hours.  It was nice to write in the old journal for a change.  Here’s what I wrote…

I have three birdies to write about.  I have now met my goal of doubling the number of birdies I had last year!  Here they are…

Country Club-Hole 11

 

This hole is usually Eric’s lucky hole.  He has birdied this hole twice.  One time he birdied it from one hundred yards away!  I hit my 3-wood off the tee aiming over the tree on the left side of the fairway.  It looked like...

First Bluffs Country Club Outing

Written on 1-30-22.

        It’s after church, and we have some quiet time before we go to the Edgerton’s to watch football.  I don’t really care about the football, but it will be fun to eat and drink together over there.

On to golf…

We played nine holes at Bluffs Country Club for the first time yesterday.  Eric came after flying for the Civil Air Patrol, and we both had a fun time.  It was great to play in January…sort of.  I say “sort of,” because it’s not like real golf, but we did get to swing our clubs and play a game against each other.

I asked Keith to set it up to make it fun and easy.  I said we were 18 handicappers, and we set the circle for putting to be eight feet.  We played the back nine at a course in Montana called The Reserve at Moonlight Basin, a Jack Nicklaus design, and it was his suggestion because of the 17th hole.  If you drive it far enough on this par five, your ball will go downhill and give you a much greater distance.

We barely made it to that hole, and that was the last hole we played.  It took longer to play than I though it would.  We had many discussions about distances, the kinds of shots we could play, and the undulations in the greens.

More later...