my friend, Jim H., was supposed to carry on in my absence, and compete in the annual golf tournament, but it seems that he has grown tired of the overflowing galleries following him. i was impressed with the icelandic golf courses perched on windswept cliffs and tucked into craggy volcanic lava beds, but it appears that the elements at pine knolls were even more daunting. maybe next year....
Jessie Baylin - 'A Song For While I'm Away'
3 weeks ago
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