Someone, somewhere can always get in.
I just wanted a day off.
So I wandered to a public golf course for some sunshine and the hope of just one decent tee-shot.
When you wander out to play golf on your own, you never know whom you might meet.
I've learned what it feels like to go into a burning building, thanks to a golfing firefighter. I've learned what it feels like to fly a covert mission to Iraq from a young golfing Air Force pilot.
This time, the play was slow, and two men caught up with me ...
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