I have plenty of fine memories of the Presidio. Back when I worked for NASA, as fellow DODers, we could play the course for $12. We'd have the course practically to ourselves all for a little more than a sawbuck. The only drawback was that they had no facilities for us. Pay cash-only at a little starter shed and at the turn you could to the Quonset hut (Nissen hut to you Brits) and get coffee out of a machine (terrible, terrible stuff.)
Kind of similar to St. Andrews before the Visitor's Clubhouse.
I just can't go back there and pay the hundred or so bucks it now costs.
TEPaul writes:
I guess what my only problem is sometime on this website I see so many people complaining about so many things about this country--the culture, the way of golf, the USGA, the handicap system, the touring pros, even sometimes the way our own Constitution has evolved with our society. There's nothing wrong with that, I suppose, but if any of them have a better solution, then offer it--something that one doesn't see much of these day--only complaints!While I was reading this graph, I started thinking you were referring to me. But then I got to the end, and realized you must mean someone else, cause I
always come up with a better solution.
That's interesting. Over 30 years ago I had an apartment for a short time that looked right out over the Presidio G.C. but I never did set foot on the place.How the heck did that we ever allow that? We leave our borders open and see what happens. Tom Paul managed to sneak his way in. Maybe Michael Savage is right.
Over 30 years, that's getting you close to the Summer of Love. Tom, could you be a closet Dead Head?
Dan King
"You've heard of Arnie's Army. Well, those are Dean's Drunks."
--Dean Martin (on his followers on the golf course)