Seasons Change - Golf Endures

On our early morning drive to the course, we pass a solitary runner with head lamp glowing in the half-light. “It’s really dark out,” my husband and I both say, to each other and to no one in particular, as if to question why we’re up and dressed for golf at this unearthly hour. It is technically not yet dawn in Southeastern New England. Shortly before 7 A.M., going on the end of October, with the temperature well down into the 40’s and a stiff north east wind blowing, we are up because there is golf to be played.

As we pull into a bustling parking lot we spy a bundle of red and black. It is our good friend, barely recognizable, huddled in a stocking hat and wind pants and heavy sweat shirt, his cheeks already glowing in the cold. “Is this where we sign up for crazy?” he asks, his clubs on his back. Apparently, yes. (more…)