I ran into a golfer today who related a semi-sweet story. Several years ago he was golfing with his ageing father at Scarlett Woods Golf Course in Toronto. On the 17th hole Dad smacked a decent drive that hit a sprinkler head from the irrigation system. It took an aggressive forward trajectory resulting in aContinue reading ““My Life as a Golf Marshall” : Stories from the Edge : He Died with Two Birdies and a Smile”
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