Thursday, June 19, 2014

The Constant

My father started playing golf a couple of years before he married Mother.  And he played it after they were married.  And he played it after my brother and I were born.  And after we moved to Texas.  And he played it after I went off to college in Austin and after I got married.  And he played it after Brother moved to Austin for college, then was sent to Germany by the army. And after his grandchildren were born  And after Mother died.  But not very long.

Macular degeneration had gotten the best of him.  And it was all downhill from there.

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