Building a Golf Course in My Backyard – part 3

Golf balls litter our course like orphaned Easter eggs. There is a bucket of balls sitting on the first tee and I’ve noticed my Dad and Mom and Karen whacking shots from the first tee to points distant. They hit balls with corporate logos, balls beaten into shapes more closely resembling eggs, neon lime balls and balls so old they’ve weathered to a dusty tan, creased and beaten within an inch of their life. Guess I need to hire a range boy to shag the balls. They say the world is round and those behaviors spun out into the orbital … Continue reading Building a Golf Course in My Backyard – part 3

Building a Golf Course in My Backyard ~ Part 2

“Golf is a game of considerable passion, either of the explosive type, or that which burns inwardly and sears the soul.” Bobby Jones I can’t seem to get golf courses out of my head. Golf layouts stick to my brain like gum on the underside of a school desk…out of sight but always there. The south wall of my office bears a framed certificate on fancy bond paper, framed and protected by glass, suggesting that I’m a college graduate. I must confess, however, that it was ill-earned. I cheated. The results of every college test I took were enhanced by … Continue reading Building a Golf Course in My Backyard ~ Part 2

Building a Golf Course in My Backyard ~ Part 1

My neighbors have questioned my sanity of late, asking what I’m doing in my backyard. The short answer is that I’ve uncovered a golf course in the timber and hillside southeast of our home. The long answer is more complex. Brae Burn Hole 1 Perry Duke Maxwell lay dead and buried several hundred yards from where I stood waiting to hit a seven-iron from one of his famous elevated tee boxes at Dornick Hills Country Club in Ardmore, Oklahoma. Before hitting that shot, I walked to his grave to pay my respects. How poetic his netherworld perspective, his view of … Continue reading Building a Golf Course in My Backyard ~ Part 1