Getting older has its little perks – like moving up a tee box on the course!
I have been attempting to play golf since I was around twelve years old – when my dad joined a club with a family membership!
My younger brother and I would just go out and play while my dad played with his friends.
My younger brother became a scratch golfer while I seemed to go the other way.
My older brother was also around par golf or a little over.
The genes seemed to be spread out between them – me – I am the one who hits a good shot at the end and wants to come back for more!
But that is why I love to play – SOMETIMES I do hit it straight and can putt!
For me, it is out in the open – fairways and greens – sand traps and water hazards!
I seem to find them all plus trees and bushes.
Whatever the club is – I seem to find everything except the MIRACLE!
But when I do – it brings me back again and again!
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