Golf Story: The Closer I Get to him –
By Wayne Halm –
I have a long standing love/hate relationship with my glasses.
I can’t read without them – and I can’t walk with them.
My wife, Sally, also has reading glasses. Whereas I bought mine for clarity and comfort, she bought hers for style and fashion. She is always taking mine from my desk, reading something, and leaving them where-ever she finishes. Almost every day I spend some time looking for my glasses.
Now for the golf part of the story.
It was back in the 90s at the Princeville Resort on the north-shore of Kauai – Sally’s friend, Linda, wanted to play golf with me. Sally had clients and couldn’t go with us, but Linda and I went out on The Prince Course.
The Prince is an extremely challenging golf course – but Linda and I didn’t let that bother us. We simply adjusted our expectations and had a great time – woohoos, atta boys, atta girls, high fives, back slaps, and hip bumps – we did it all. (If any golfers think that is excessive, I suggest you go play The Prince Course – along about the third hole you will be celebrating simply finding your ball too.)
I will not brag about our scores. However, I will mention that we did not run out of golf balls – not every Prince Course player can say that. We finished ahead of many.
After golf Linda insisted on cooking for me – we asked Sally to join us.
At the table Sally asked Linda, “How was golf?”
Linda giggled and answered, “Fantastic. We had a wonderful time. Wayne is so much fun, and he has great eyes. Wayne is the perfect man!”
Both Sally’s eye-brows crawled up completely under her hair. She looked over at me and studied my blue eyes. I had no idea where this was going – but was pretty sure I was going to find out.
Sally said, “Tell me more about how he is so perfect.”
Linda enthusiastically replied. “It’s his eyes, Sally. The closer I get to him – the less he can see. Perfect!”
To this day Sally remembers that comment. Whenever I complain about not being able to find my glasses, she will say, “I just want you to be perfect dear.”
Come play golf with me.
I had to giggle out loud (again) to myself……… 😉 Deb Faber
Thank you. Glad I could make you giggle again.
A Hui Hou,