My Dad recently rejoined the country club where I grew up. He has taken a new interest in the game of golf....and we played today.
Shorty tagged along with us...it was a good day.
The intention was to play 18....although we only got in 9.
I shot 53 on 9 holes. NOT good.....but playing that golf course was fun.
We played the nine where I started "three holders." We saw my aunt and uncle's old home...I saw the deck where I broke my arm AND my jaw...I drove by the pond where I caught fish....saw the property where we took my "Easter ducks" after they got too big, passed by my childhood friends home...and went in the clubhouse that I spent countless hours in as a kid.
It was good...in a world where everything changes all the time...it was nice to see something that hadn't really changed...well...not all that much.
Going again in the morning. With my cousin and 2 friends from our childhood.
Man...am I nostalgic or what?
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