Written on 11-10-15.
I have two birdies to recount, so I’ll get right to it.
Aztec Municipal Golf Course-Hole #6-Birdie #42 of 2015
Belinda and I were having a most enjoyable Sunday together. No more Sunday blues. No reason to go to our schools to finish lesson plans, grade papers, or write a weekly newsletter. After mass, I asked her to go to lunch with me, so we did one of our usual lunch dates: Wendy’s and Riverside Park. After parking and eating at our usual spot, the road right next to the river and the walking path, we chose to park in an “actual” parking space and walk around the entire park. It was a gorgeous fall day again, and after we made one loop we talked about going around again, but it was so pleasant outside that I had said I was considering golf, and she told me she wouldn’t mind walking with me out on the golf course, so we spontaneously went home, got my clubs and my shoes, and headed out to Aztec Municipal Golf Course.
Hardly anyone was out there, so when we walked over to #1, it really felt like we were the only two people on the golf course. J.P. was disgusted that more people were not taking advantage of the beautiful weather, but it made it better for my shy Belinda. She walked and talked with me for the first four holes. I did most of the talking, hoping to...
I have two birdies to recount, so I’ll get right to it.
Aztec Municipal Golf Course-Hole #6-Birdie #42 of 2015
Belinda and I were having a most enjoyable Sunday together. No more Sunday blues. No reason to go to our schools to finish lesson plans, grade papers, or write a weekly newsletter. After mass, I asked her to go to lunch with me, so we did one of our usual lunch dates: Wendy’s and Riverside Park. After parking and eating at our usual spot, the road right next to the river and the walking path, we chose to park in an “actual” parking space and walk around the entire park. It was a gorgeous fall day again, and after we made one loop we talked about going around again, but it was so pleasant outside that I had said I was considering golf, and she told me she wouldn’t mind walking with me out on the golf course, so we spontaneously went home, got my clubs and my shoes, and headed out to Aztec Municipal Golf Course.
Hardly anyone was out there, so when we walked over to #1, it really felt like we were the only two people on the golf course. J.P. was disgusted that more people were not taking advantage of the beautiful weather, but it made it better for my shy Belinda. She walked and talked with me for the first four holes. I did most of the talking, hoping to...