Monthly Archives: March 2022

My playing “at” golf goes back to the summer of 1966. One hot summer afternoon in the Bronx, a friend and 8th grade classmate, Jimmy Paturas, asked if I wanted to try it out. We walked to a small course … Continue reading →

There is no secret to anyone (all 3 of you) who regularly reads my stuff, that I struggle with mortality. Today there was just another smack in the face that things come to a close much too quickly. William Hurt, … Continue reading →