tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post5261020314642392943..comments2023-07-25T09:50:31.131-05:00Comments on Panhandle Poetry and Other Thoughts: Cow Pasture GolfChris McClure aka Panhandle Poethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18276465051258888541noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-65396105630043536792007-08-11T07:19:00.000-05:002007-08-11T07:19:00.000-05:00i am going to have to give it up to your uncles pa...i am going to have to give it up to your uncles pan. how did they get hood winked into having to chase the balls? they definately got the short end of the stick!!Pat Jenkinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18142174423986806144noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-79197241181899820582007-08-09T21:46:00.000-05:002007-08-09T21:46:00.000-05:00I have a hard enough time keeping up with my tenni...I have a hard enough time keeping up with my tennis addiction Poet!..hehWomanHonorThyselfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17211851365273181636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-21107486275095097532007-08-09T21:44:00.000-05:002007-08-09T21:44:00.000-05:00Ranando: "family, health..." and I might add a fe...Ranando: "family, health..." and I might add a feeling that I am making a positive contribution.<BR/><BR/>Hermit: I think a lot of people learned to play golf in the military. Or, at least learned to caddy for the brass.<BR/><BR/>BWH: There are some outstanding coursed in the DFW metroplex. I once lived in that area -- got tired of the traffic.Chris McClure aka Panhandle Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18276465051258888541noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-3007147279630627102007-08-09T20:32:00.000-05:002007-08-09T20:32:00.000-05:00They are called "poults."There are some nice cours...They are called "poults."<BR/><BR/>There are some nice courses in my area. I still like the old sticker patches back home better.bigwhitehathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05378526701377764387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-14805805294406236882007-08-09T20:18:00.000-05:002007-08-09T20:18:00.000-05:00I learned to play golf on Okinawa. Not by choice. ...I learned to play golf on Okinawa. Not by choice. I was the operations officer of MWCS 18. The C.O., X.O., and logistics officer all liked golf. They brow beat me into playing so they'd have four people. Fortunately , they were not any good at it either. I still have my clubs which I bought at Kadena Air Force Base, and have not used since. I like golf courses, but mostly because they're peacefulAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7102682793216780107.post-60820361860400856352007-08-09T18:57:00.000-05:002007-08-09T18:57:00.000-05:00We each do what we know how to do, we try our best...We each do what we know how to do, we try our best to do our best.<BR/><BR/>The key is to like what you do for a living and I know you and I like what we do.<BR/><BR/>Lifestyles don't mean squat, you can lose them in a moment.<BR/><BR/>I want to enjoy each and everyday God has given me. I would be just as happy as I am now living in a grass shack on some island somewhere. My only problem is when Ranandohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17960506738092037298noreply@blogger.com