Some may recall the Relay For Life Golf Tournament my family participates in each June in Hays KS (it goes without saying that I have photos of that event…many photos). Dad showed me the latest addition to the golf course – floating fountains! I think all these fountains do is keep stirred up the golf balls I generously contribute to the bottom of the pond each year. BTW, in the background is the “skyline” of the Fort Hays State University campus – the black-domed Observatory was a favorite place to telescope-look at the night sky as a young Scout and student of “always looking up”…
A fun photography day spent with Dad began with the morning light casting through the beautiful stained glass at the First Presbyterian Church sanctuary. Although I grew up spiritually in this church family, I remember little of this particular church building. Mostly I grew up attending the historic church in downtown Hays. The new church was opened on Easter Sunday in 1975 and I was preoccupied with the typical high school distractions at that time of my life…
From just a few weeks ago…these still make me smile.
Hmmm, lets see…how ’bout…
maybe a Bentley, or a Mazariti, or a Mercedes
No…perhaps a Jaguar, or a Maybach, or a Triumph, or a Lamborghini
A ’41 Ford Super Deluxe, or a ’59 Chevy Parkwood Station Wagon, or a 55′ Studebaker Speedster, or a ’38 Buick Roadmaster!
Hmmm is about right…. Continue reading “When I grow up, I want one of these”
Yeah…more golf. This time clips of our talent and prowness on a golf course:
I took over 1400 pictures yesterday! This series could go on for a long, long time y’all (just kidding…on the series going on for a long time…maybe a week…OK, maybe not):
OFB TR started it today. There were a few barbs trade via email…creativity was shared without a tee time reservation.
Friday’s golf outing amongst the family should be fun, interesting, and full of…well…lets just saw if history is any indication of what’s in store for the course, I will need to be a designated golf cart driver for the “young’uns” and their run to the liquor store (losers by the beer) will be sobering. Dad and his 3 sons (the old timers 0r “old farts” if you’d rather) versus 4 of his 5 grandkids (the “Young’uns). It is safe to say we talk (and Photoshop) better than we play the game.
Here are the traded smack photos for today. I must say they are kind of funny. The photo-doctoring all started with OFNi Dani’s clever and humorous talent. Continue reading “Smack down golf”
This is the one week of the year that I dust off my golf clubs (more like clear off the cobwebs) and slip into my golf shoes (but check for spider nests in the toes first). Golf is played twice in one week’s time: Monday in Texas, Friday in Kansas (both charity fundraisers BTW). I play twice a year, and both those tee times are in the same week.
This is the week I also seek counsel from my clergy friends to help me through the next five days. My possessed golf clubs, when used infrequently, have a way of controlling a meek personality, any kind of recreational fun, and testing one’s conviction to the 3rd commandment. Maybe if I listen to gospel music on the iPod while attempting to play this silly game might help….hmmmm