Today I took a golf ball to the lobby. It was from the first (and only) time I played golf, a few years ago with my dad. He gave me the ball to keep. But that's not the kind of keepsake I get sentimental about. I have great memories of that morning playing golf and that's all I need.
Happy St. Patty's!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
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