It’s another blast from the past.
It’s Father’s Day weekend and it’s been nearly four years since my old man passed away. Not many a day go by without thinking about him. So I figured with it being this weekend and all, a photo of the old boy was something I needed to dig up.
His professional life was as a cop. But a few years before retiring from the force, he picked up golf. He became quite the avid golfer and even worked in the pro shop of the local course. When the weather was nice (and even when it wasn’t), he’d be out there hacking away at the ball. Good times.
Happy Father’s Day, pops.
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