Today, I'm running a piece I wrote a few years back, which typifies my entire golf experience over the past four decades. Enjoy. I didn’t coin the phrase, “Hole In Wasn’t.” That would be my best friend/cousin, Mike, after a round of golf in 2018. We were playing in a charity outing put on by friends of ours to raise money for brain cancer research. The foursome was the aforementioned Mike, his brother Rich, my son, Will, and myself. Up to that point in our day, we’d been doing well, our team...

A while back, I wrote a few pieces as part of a series I call, “Golf Clubs & Guitars.” If you recall (you likely don’t, but that’s neither here nor there), I presented a story in three parts about my short-lived experience with guitar lessons. Now, with spring about to “spring” (I think), I believe it’s time to start rolling out the golf stories (lest anyone accuse me of cheating them out of half of this compilation). Why golf clubs and guitars? Good question, and I have a good answer. I’ve...

Maybe we Midwesterners are naive, maybe we're just optimistic, or maybe we're in a constant state of weather denial. But long about March 1 every year, many of us have this idyllic vision that the weather will suddenly turn springlike and stay that way. Why? Good question. It's like we're Charlie Brown, our imagination is the football, and Nature is Lucy. And every year, we get suckered into running full steam at that football, and just before we kick it, Lucy (Nature) pulls it away and says,...