Bunker Mulligan "Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." ~Mark Twain

I must clear my mind. Overwhelmed. Sick of politics. NEED GOLF!

With all I’ve dealt with recently, I’ve missed out on imparting golf knowledge on my readers. Especially a milestone I reached last weekend. On my old home course, there are two holes I had never birdied–a 4-par and a 3-par. The 4-par is the #1 handicap hole with a tight green that is hard to hold. The hole must be in the right place to allow any chance for a putt to make birdie. Normally it requires a bounce-up approach. But I managed to knock in a birdie there several weeks ago, which left only #13, a 3-par.

This hole is a relatively long 3-par, about 165-180 yards (depending on tee placement), and has a large green. Most days, the wind is right in your face, which adds three and sometimes four clubs to the shot. Anything off-line is blown ever further off-line. A low wind-cheater landing short to run the ball up doesn’t work because the front of the green has St Augustine grass which grabs the ball and stops it. Many times I’ve managed to get within 10 feet of the hole, but missed the putt. Last Sunday, I had a 25-footer, and rolled it in. I have now birdied every hole on the course.

This weekend I have a tournament at my new course. I have a clean slate there, no birdies in the two rounds I’ve played. The countdown begins.

Bogey and I had a phone discussion about Presidential golfers earlier this week.

Several years ago someone asked Rush Limbaugh if he would like to play golf with Bill Clinton. He quickly answered, “Yes. You learn a lot about someone playing golf with them.” Golf has often been a testing ground for character.

Just the other day I saw a program on Discovery Times Channel called “First Off the Tee” about golfing Presidents. It was apparently based on the book by Don Van Natta Jr. One of the issues he addressed was character.

Guess who makes it into the