Tom loved to play golf. He learned from his father when he was very young and throughout his life spent many (many, many) hours playing. One of his special experiences was actually getting to play St. Andrews during a trip we took to Scotland.
One of our favorite memories was playing in Fountain Hills, AZ. We went to visit Nicole and Austin and set Tom up for a game at a nearby course. What we forgot is that Nicole lives quite near Scottsdale and they don't have golf "courses" there they have "resorts". We were quickly faced with the choice between making a mortgage payment or getting a round of golf. We compromised, and scheduled the game mid-week, mid-day. So we had the place to ourselves and 110 degree temperature (but it's a dry heat).
It was hot but really fun and Tom loved it. One of the highlights was seeing the sun move from overhead to a bit to the west, and in the process cast a shadow the exact shape of a saguaro cactus on the ground. The next time we looked, there were three little bunnies lined up in the shadow trying to get out of the heat. That was such a fun memory.
As suburban as it sounded I really hoped some day we could live (and not work) in a place where Tom could play golf day in and out. He loved being on the course.
To a small degree a part of that dream was achieved today. Nicole and I placed some of Tom's pebbles at Sun Ridge on the first tee. It was a beautiful cool afternoon and I know Tom was so very, very happy. Have a good game babe, I'll see you at the club house.
1 comment:
that is just the coolest thing. As are the rest of the "Tom on..." postings. You serve his memory well.
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