I mentioned before that I had been a pretty passionate golfer beginning in the mid-90’s, when a friend took me to a par 3 course one holiday afternoon in August of 1995.
I “played,” to use that term very loosely, about ten times that year, having been hooked from the first day (I remember we adjourned following the round to a bar and grill, where I enjoyed a beer and clubhouse sandwich and asked when we were going to play again).