As I write Terry is reading the paper and I would say is doing about the same. Today may be a busy day as I need to change the bedding and several other things need to be done. But Terry keeps plugging away and is doing as well as one could expect.
We are now into the summer and there are not a lot of people still here so tennis is winding down to some degree. I have tennis only this week on Monday, Wednesday and Thursday. So today I should, I said should, get some work done so we will see. I do think I need to make a couple of trips to the store but that should not take long.
I have begun to work on a calendar for 2023. I have a problem. I have TOO MANY pictures to chose from. Well I will have to narrow things down big time in order to get it done. As I scanned through my slides I found pictures that I had totally forgotten about so not sure I will use them or not.
Well no tennis today so we will take a walk down memory lane but if you, the reader, have things to do go ahead and do them cause there is nothing all that interesting about my life but I do enjoy sharing some of it from time to time. So as I enjoy my FP out of my favorite cup here goes.
My three hole golf course
I had finished my one hole golf course from the house to the ditch by the mailbox. But that just was not enough as it was short and even though I used 3 balls at a time it just did not do. So I came up with the idea of going north across the creek to Bert's pasture. The grass was always very short and there was a lot of space to I took a shovel, three long sticks and 3 coffee cans. I thought I would make kind of like a triangle course so I could just go around and around. It took me all after noon and I had some things to figure out. His pasture was full of gopher holes and I indeed needed to avoid them but I could avoid them ONLY if I hit the ball kind of straight and that was not a given!!! Oh, there was the other problem of mature that the cows left behind but I could not do anything about that. So I kind of walked around the pasture and picked out a place that I felt the cows used the least. My golf hole at home was 90 yards as that was the distance from the house to the ditch where the mailbox stood. So I determined that I needed more space and walked off a triangle that had pointes at least 150 yards between the holes. I made a three hole course in the afternoon and to this day I wonder if Bert ever figured out what was in his pasture. The story was I never used it very much. First there was the problem of mature and that just could not be avoided. I mean I could not tell the cows to stay out of my golf course. The second problem was all the gopher holes. There were many and they were ALL over the place. I think I used it maybe a half dozen times but TOO many ball got lost down the gopher holes and if that did not happen they may end up in a fresh mature so it did not take long for me to decide that my one hole course at home was the best. I mean I still could play Player, Palmer and Nicklas with three balls and it had to be good enough. Luckly enough I decided to scrap the 3 hole course before I lost too many golf ball down the gopher holes.
So after my experiment I settled in to my home course and made the most of it. I still could use the hedge to the north of the house to practice my short shots by hitting them over the hedge but that had its problems too. I had cleaned up the area where the garage had been BUT once in a while I hit it way too hard and it ended up in a dirt field that was by the pasture. I mean it was easy to find a while ball in the black dirt field but that got old after while.
It was much more fun when I got to Fargo when I enrolled at NDSU in the fall of 1965. I ordered a FANCY set of clubs which included the a driver, a 5,7,9 and putter with a bag. I ordered it from Direct Buyer club for the sum of $35!!! That was what I used when Dave and I would golf. We would golf at El Zagel if we did not have the time to play 18 holes. ONCE we played Edgewood but that was too long and too expensive. Our go to course was the Ponderosa about 15 miles east of Moorhead. It was very hilly and woods but very fun. I am not sure it is even open now. My golfing when I was alone was the Town and County south of Moorhead a bit. It was a nine hole all par 3s and it was short but fun.
So my golfing days pretty much came to a close in 1968. I transferred to Minot where Gail was and after marrying in June of 68 Gail graduated in 68 and I graduated in 69 as we settled in Devils Lake at the School for the Deaf. I have now, years and years later golfed once in a while the last couple of years but I am now old, rusty and not so good. Well I admit I NEVER was very good but I was a bit better than now.
So you have may golf history which is boring. I close today with an empty FP coffee cup and MAYBE some energy to get some work done but I did say maybe!
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