STILL PISSED: I was puttin’ a good game tonight, with a couple hole-in-ones, talking abig game, and Dad came back to whip me by a couple strokes. Over at Pirate’s Cove. It was that goddamn “elevated hole” thing. Par 3, and I did like 6 putts. Fuck. Still sore about this. All hate aside, it was a nice night with Dad, Mom, Leigh, Leah and the little squirt Oliver. Family shit. There is One Comment
Pirates Cove…in Traverse City (or around there)? We used to go there every year when we camped in Empire, by the Sleeping Bear Dunes. Such good (foggy) memories. That was almost 20 years ago! Anyway…you’ll get’em next time! Posted by: Steve on 07/24/13 at 7:16 PM
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