Golf Stories

Since I was working in the Tucson, Arizona area, I decided that I would visit my cousin, Jason, whom I had not seen since we graduated from college. I found him on Facebook; he was living in Phoenix. Soon we were on the phone catching up. During the conversation he said that he had an extra ticket to an LPGA Golf tournament, the JBTC Founders Cup, and invited me to accompany him the next day, which I did. We met for break...

Autumn laid it's blanket of fallen leaves early this year. The ground now a canvas in bright, patterned hues, the broadleaf's looked a-fright with nary a thing to wear. In chorus, ranks of unpredictable winds shook the landscape for it's waning foliage without remorse. "Ah... perfect golfing weather," I thought. I rang up the course and sure enough all the geezers were at home with mittens and tea, not a geriatric foursom...

This story is based on fact but it has been embellished somewhat. I am a keen golfer but being in a sexless marriage I am always on the lookout for someone who can help me with my predicament so I wrote this story after a chance meeting on the course. A sequel has already been written and will be uploaded given sufficient encouragement! It was not a very nice day for golf but Ben was determined to have a game after severa...

This story will describe the events that occurred at a golf outing that I attended when I was forty years old.   I was a mid-level production manager at a small manufacturing company in the Atlanta area, and three of my co-workers and I arranged for a week-long golf outing in Hilton Head.   I had worked with te guys for four years, and although we had a good working relationship, we had not socialized very much.   But, we...