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My Triumphant Return… To Golf


May 2014

Today I make my return to golf.  I’ll pick up the clubs for the first time in three years and I must admit, I am excited.

Three years ago, jeez, almost to the day, with my dad on Alzheimer’s slippery slope and unable to golf anymore (which absolutely tore both of us up emotionally), I put my clubs up on the shelf.  The last time I took my dad golfing, not knowing what he was doing, took aim at me twice.  Dammit if he didn’t almost hit me the second time too…  Turkey was always, even in his decline, fairways and greens.

In any event, a week or two after I made the decision that my dad just wasn’t fit to golf safely anymore I went on an outing with a friend of mine, a salesman from my favorite supplier, at a premier golf resort up north called Tree Tops and the whole time I was there I couldn’t help but think that my dad would have loved being up there (we’d always talked about playing Three Tops, rated one of the best par three courses in the world and the home of the pro par three challenge).  In short, that experience broke my heart so I decided to hang up my clubs.

At one time, before I had kids and when I had the time to practice daily, I was a pretty good golfer.  Not good enough to compete but I was getting there – I was what they call a scratch golfer which meant I could shoot par on a decent course.

To make a long story short, an acquaintance has come down with cancer and the prognosis is not good.  Some friends of his put together a golf outing today to raise money for his care.  After some thought, and now that my dad has passed, I decided that it’s time to pick the clubs up again so that I can carry on playing the sport that my dad so loved – and today is the first day of my comeback.

I am not under any delusions, I’m going to suck today, but it’s still going to be a fun day.  Perfectly sunny and 80 degree temps, a breakfast and lunch, golfing with my step father-in-law and that very same friend who I went up to Tree Tops with three years ago.  If this is as fun as I hope, I’ll be refitting my dad’s old set of clubs to match me (I have to add an inch and a half and have the loft and lie changed to match my height and upright stance).

UPDATE: It was an absolutely spectacular time… Even had a couple of birdies and drove a par 4. When they say, “Drive for Show, Putt for Dough”, well let’s just say I’m a show horse. Can’t putt to save my life but I can get the ball down the fairway. I didn’t play great but I was much better than I expected I would be…and I didn’t have any downer thoughts about my dad. Definitely triumphant – and it was for a fantastic cause.


  1. sueslaght says:

    Great to hear that you feel ready to get back in the game. Enjoy 🙂

  2. PedalWORKS says:

    Golf is a great game if you don’t take it or yourself too seriously. Have fun.

  3. Sandra says:

    What a special day, but like PedalWORKS wrote, try not to take it too seriously. Which I will imagine might be hard for you . . .
    I just finished reading a story by Sherman Alexie about a man who gave up basketball (best in the state of Washington, full ride at UW) when his father died. DIdn’t pick it up again until he was 43. Quite a story. . . Just like yours will be.
    Have a great day!

  4. Chatter says:

    Is this a glimpse of things to come… long posts about golf and not cycling or occasionally running? Dear God no!!!

    I am joking. Have a fun, I hope all is as good as you remembered.

  5. I have a set of Galoways collecting a nice thick layer of dust on them. I had hoped to get out this year, but given the wrist situation, I will wait until next year. It is relaxing for sure. Glad you had a great ground.

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