It’s Up to You to Decide a Course’s Merit
I must really be the luckiest golfer in the world. After all, as the M...
There’s No Denying A Really Bad Golfer
Okay, I admit it. I absolutely love playing golf with someone who is h...
Homeowners Might Want to Duck and Cover When I’m on the Tee
Have you ever wondered what knucklehead came up with the bright idea o...
The Physics Behind Not Getting What You Want
I’d been laying the groundwork for weeks. A compliment here, a gentl...
Digging Myself Out of a Marital Trap
New Year’s resolutions are a holiday tradition. It’s the perfect o...
The Golf Course Turns Saints Into Sinners
It’s been postulated that the road to hell is paved with good intent...
The One Lesson Dad Never Taught Me
Currently I’m on the 16th tee box at Chockoyotte CC in Weldon, NC…...
The Day My Golf Game Stopped Making Sense
Golf is a game of contradictions. Chop down to make the ball go up. Ai...
Wooden Tees are Grounded in Tradition
Business and family decisions between my dad and me almost always begi...