The Canada geese are gathering and starting to collect in V-shaped flocks, so summer is winding down. Already one of the maples is starting to turn at the septic-bed-disguised-as-a-putting green, which caused Bob so much distress that while whacking defenseless golf balls at the weekend's club tournament, one of his favorite clubs (a Ping 7 iron for those who know what this is) broke right in half. This lead to a VERY BAD GAME, so a little return of summer sizzle would make him feel much better. This blog is dedicated to Gil Jurchison, a former colleague of many years who passed away suddenly. Thanks for all you taught me.
