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A letter to my Members and Co-Workers
“ To Laurel Hill Members and Staff: Well today is the day. It is my last day here at Laurel Hill Golf Club. A place I can honestly say has been my 2nd home and sometimes my 1st over the past 4...
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City.
This is going to be 10 reasons why I must live in or immediately around a city. Now for those of you that live in small rural towns I am not saying it is a bad life, I am just saying its not for me. I...
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Jobs.
As I have made my first week through being this so called “professional golfer” I noted some things. Some things that I do very, very, very poorly. One of them is not playing golf, although, sadly I...
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Quitter.
At the beginning of October 2012 I played in a tour qualifier, it was maybe only my 7th or 8th event of the year, that I can recall. I played horrible. My head wasn’t in it. I really didn’t want to...
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“Oh god..”
*I wrote half of this after round 1 over a week ago. Posting it now because hey, better late.. My mental state when I wrote this and my mental state now are different so read this as if you are...
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Words…
I don’t know words. I don’t know why, sometimes they flow as easy as water and, others, they get stuck. Stuck in that damn dam in my head, struggling to get through. I’ve been told I have a way with...
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answers.
I remember what I felt 7 months ago when I watched you take that last breath. I remember being told it was ok to cry and ok to be sad. I didn’t cry. I didn’t want too. It wasn’t time for that emotion...
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Just kidding
I want to tell people what you said to me that night in your hospital room but, I figure you waited for everyone else to leave for a reason. That was one of the few times I wanted to cry through all of...
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I remember
I remember, I remember you, I remember us going to the beach when I was little, I remember anytime I had a game, you were there, I remember each time you told me to keep my head down and to keep it up,...
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Golf.
When I started playing golf, I didn’t get it. It was boring and I couldn’t comprehend the allure of the game. I was 6 or 7 and I was down in Florida visiting my grandpa, or as I called him, “Pop Pop”....
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2years.
Well Dad, its been two years today, and I probably miss you more now then I did a year ago. I guess the realization finally started to set in. There are many memories I have of your final year, they...
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3 years.
People will often ask me if today is hard for me, and my answer is always the same – it’s just another day. Today was just the final day in a long series of days that played out over those three years....
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4 years.
Every year this day comes and goes but unlike this day, the memory of you doesn’t come and go. No, your memory is here to stay, it sits in that corner of my mind, the corner that I pass every day, and...
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2years.
Well Dad, its been two years today, and I probably miss you more now then I did a year ago. I guess the realization finally started to set in. There are many memories I have of your final year, they...
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People will often ask me if today is hard for me, and my answer is always the same – it’s just another day. Today was just the final day in a long series of days that played out over those three years....
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4 years.
Every year this day comes and goes but unlike this day, the memory of you doesn’t come and go. No, your memory is here to stay, it sits in that corner of my mind, the corner that I pass every day, and...
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2years.
Well Dad, its been two years today, and I probably miss you more now then I did a year ago. I guess the realization finally started to set in. There are many memories I have of your final year, they...
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People will often ask me if today is hard for me, and my answer is always the same – it’s just another day. Today was just the final day in a long series of days that played out over those three years....
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4 years.
Every year this day comes and goes but unlike this day, the memory of you doesn’t come and go. No, your memory is here to stay, it sits in that corner of my mind, the corner that I pass every day, and...
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