Racing To Sixty
Golfed on Sunday with a couple of gentlemen who were well into their 7th decade. We just met the guys and so we told a few stories in an effort to get to know one another. The one guy told us about playing all the famous courses in Scotland - he received the gift from his wife so he could celebrate his 60th birthday. Reminded me that I have just three weeks left in my 50’s. Now, all of my classmates have reached the nice, round number but I was one of the late born kids. Sixty!!! Seems insane to me. When we golf I always head into the woods and search for golf balls. I don’t need golf balls, and the ones I find I either give away or save for Sam in a huge box in our storage room… …he needs golf balls. But I search for them, through the woods, up and down little embankments, and under tree because when I’m looking for them I still feel like a kid. I usually go home with dirt all over me and cuts in my arms and legs. I don’t take for granted that I move pretty well across job sites and u...