Duck! Also: pheasant & piper

Here's what happens. After four and a half years, probably at least one--maybe two--more than that, someone nice asks you to go play scramble golf for a good cause. Then you go to the storage unit, dig out your golf clubs, and wonder--not for the first time--whose woman's name that is etched onto the backs... Continue Reading →

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