I got an email from Cuz recently, saying he was ready to begin the golf season. Back in the day we would have been out there six weeks already. We are now fair-weather golfers. Although it was cool and windy today, the conditions were infinitely better than many of our past early season rounds. Since we hadn't played since late August, I set the modest goal of breaking 100. I did better than expected, 93, sinking six one-putts. Cuz wasn't as fortunate, although he showed flashes of his old self late, parring 15 & 16. He's put on a few pounds since I last saw him. He's still his old positive self. His son, Will Jr., is finishing his junior year of college and working a minor league pro wrestling circuit. Fortunately, his mom, with whom Cuz spent yesterday, is still with us. The chauffeuring business that employs him has picked up. He has rubbed shoulders with a few celebrities of late. He spent an entire day driving around the entourage of country artist Clay Howard, who was very generous and nice to him. This does not surprise me. I've always respected the appreciation country artists have for their fans and the reverence they display toward their past greats. Cuz also praised Holly Peete Robinson, whom he described as a sweetheart, and Dan Rather as a nice guy, which surprised me, as I would have expected him to be aloof or reserved. We played with a carpenter named David, who seemed about 35. He had walked off the job this morning after a dispute with his boss, which doesn't seem like a good idea in this economy. Fortunately, he got a call on the back nine from someone who offered him work. He recently became engaged. He spent eight years in the Army. Although he's been playing only three years, I expect he will improve dramatically if he sticks with the game. He swings hard and hits the ball a long way. the hardest thing to learn is the finesse of the short game. It was a great day. Bob, the course manager, Frank at the receiving desk, Artie, the starter, and John, who runs the concession, made us feel right at home, as usual. John's son is a center on the Holy Cross college football team. We've been playing at Forest Park since '86. Its condition has improved 1000% in that time. It lost a few trees to Hurricane Sandy, but it's in good shape right now, although the greens weren't as lush as the rest of the grass. There's no place like home.
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