Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Had a nice holiday weekend that was spent mainly with family and friends. Golfed with a couple of guys from work on Friday at Juniper Hills in Northboro on Friday. I grew up down the street from the course and spent many an afternoon on this course. My grandfather used to teach there, he was a Scottish immigrant who was a fantastic golfer. He used to bring my brother and I out weekly and force us to practice hitting balls. Of course as a child you have no comprehension of what he was trying to teach us. Golf is a funny game, it can be easy and fun sometimes but then frustrating as hell at the drop of a dime. I try and approach it as a day outside in the sun and not at work. Time to spend with my son or just a bunch of guys trying to unwind. I don't have new and expensive clubs, not sure that would improve my game at all. I think that sometimes people need the newest and shiniest equipment to make up for thier lack of game. It's too bad, golf can be one of the most enjoyable times to just get outdoors after sitting at a desk all week; not something to get stressed about or upset about a particular score on a hole. That much I took from my father. We used to play whenever we could but as the things go, I was busy raising a family and never had the time, and he was most likely glad that I was and not hanging around in the bars anymore. I would give anything to be able to play another round with him now as he passed away 6-7 years ago. Anyway, I played again on Sunday with my youngest son at D.W. Field in Brockton. A nice little municipal course that is in decent shape. The greens fees are only $27 if you walk, $35 if you ride which for a holiday is quite reasonable. We played with two of his friends that have both been to Afghanistan at least twice which I give them all the credit for. I can't imagine what that was like and glad they came back in one piece, at least physically. None of us played particularly well but there were lots of laughs as we chased balls all over the course. These are the days I think that I will reflect on and enjoy when I am older and my son doesn't have the time to play once he is raising his family. I hope.

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