Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Ode to the Golf Ball

Golf Poem
In my hand I hold a ball,white and dimpled, rather small,
Oh, how bland it does appear, this harmless looking little sphere.
By it's size I could not guess, the awesome strength it does possess.
But since I fell beneath its spell, I've wandered through the fires of hell.
My life has not been quite the same, since I chose to play this stupid game.
It rules my mind for hours on end, a fortune it has made me spend.
It has made me yell, curse and cry, I hate myself and want to die.
It promises a thing called par, If I can hit it straight and far.
To master such a tiny pall, Should not be very hard at all.
But my desires the ball refuses, and does exactly as it chooses.
It hooks and slices, dribbles and dies, and even disappears before my eyes.
Often it will have a whim, to hit a a tree or take a swim.
With miles of grass on which to land, it finds a tiny patch of sand.
Then has me offering up my soul, if only it would find the hole.
It's made me whimper like a pup, and swear that I will give it up,
And take to drink to easy my sorrow, but the ball knows...
I'll be back tomorrow.

Author Unknown

Safety Tips

Mr Bill wrote this to Dear Abby back in 2005. Deserves another look see:
Dear Abby:I have never written to Abby. Amy, Abigail or Miss Manners. Truthful, I have suspected that all those letters may not be real. I guess I'm pretty stupid to write, if I really believe that. I was concerned with your answer to "Suspicious in Rochester". You said that the LAPD left it up the its officers to wear a wedding band on duty or not, except with undercover assignments, the job needs should make that decision. This decision should NEVER be made by an insecure wife. If TV dramas are only 10% accurate, most policemen do not know, from day to day, what their jobs will require of them. Chris would only have to jump from one moving vehicle and have his "spouse required" ring catch on sometime, to wish he had left his ring at home. A more concerned wife would remove her man's ring when she kisses him goodbye, and put it back on his finger when she kisses him hello.This advice is not only for policemen. Any occupation requiring a quick exit from a vehicle, moving or not, should not wear rings.Back in 1956, when men had more of a say in things, I was married at age 20, working as a airplane captain in a training squadron in Florida. We were required to ride on the back of the big yellow gas truck, jump off when it stopped at our airplane, jump up on the wing. gas and oil it, and have it ready to go again when the pilot was ready with another student. We were warned about the many dangers on the flight line. The most important was "don't walk into a propeller". We were shown pictures, 8x10 glossies, of ring fingers with ligaments still attached. We were told that the owners of the fingers were wearing rings when they jumped from the truck. This was many, many years ago, but I have not forgot. So, if you are married to a policeman, fireman, milkman, trash collector, delivery man of any kind, or an airplane gas up man, show him you trust him, hold his ring for him until he returns. Then you will be assured that he will be able to wear it when he returns.Signed, "Old man from another time in VA".