As we were driving around after going out to supper the other night, Dave told me to drive by the golf course because he wanted "to be one with it." I still don't know what that means, but we drove up the little service road by the 11th hole so he could look at it.
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| Golf Course After Dark |
I was asking him if the road was the old entrance and if the little building was the old clubhouse, and from the backseat, two little voices chimed in: "Clubhouse?!" "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse?!" They were sorely disappointed.
We all humored him for a few minutes while he became one, and then Ella said, "Can we go home now? I'm ready for bed."
Three out of four Ropers agree, the golf course after dark is nothing to see. The fourth Roper would probably have pitched a tent if we'd had one.
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