Sunday, February 21, 2010

golf

A double bogey game is lovely appreciation of golf posted over at kos.

My maternal grandfather golfed. He was also an active Mason, very middle class, white collar man. Had membership in Lake Mohawk Country Club, You were automatically accepted if you owned property there, which I would describe as more professional class than rich, although there was plenty of money in the larger "chalet" homes. Grandpa's first house wasn't lakefront. Doubt the private lake had Jews back then, or anyone but white protestants. They ignored the Great Depression. My girlfriend, Karen, when I was 18, was the eldest of six (Was it seven?), crammed, with parents & an uncle, into house about the same size as mine, which had seven occupants & was crowded. A working class guy, Karen's dad worked the swing shift somewhere. This allowed him to avoid most of his kids except the pre-schoolers, who he preferred anyway. He was a dedicated public links golfer. The swing shift was good for that, too. Golf is a game that gives you some ideals, in the technical & mental aspects of the game itself, in the etiquette of play, in the park setting, & then sorely tests the ideals. Like fishing, it also tests the pocketbook, no matter how much the enthusiast tries to economize. In fact, the same kind of frustrations occur in both golf & fishing, though they would seem to be unrelated.

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Golf became too maddening for me. I I wanted to spend 4 hours in the great outdoors, I saved the dough and went hiking in the park instead.
 
Great outdoors? You compete in long distance dirty river swimming races.
 
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