Desmond deserves more than "indulgent artsy-ness" as Brad puts it. He was a deep thinker, never afraid to speak his mind or share an idea. In fact, he was never afraid of anything — at least anything that he admitted to be afraid of.
I recall him fondly saying to me, "Forrest, I don't give a damn what people think anymore...and that includes that Whitten chap. Did you know he is trained as a city prosecutor? He's no different than 99% of the golfing public, other than someone decided he could form a sentence and deserved a job at a magazine...
"More than half — no, make that most — of the people writing about golf courses don't have a bloody clue what the public wants, needs or cares about. For that matter, they don't know a damn thing about golf course design...
"And that's the truth..." [his favorite ending sentence]
Desmond was a true renaissance man. He had so many great abilities, charm and passion. He eyes twinkled from beginning to end — more than just about anyone I can recall in this business, he believed deeply in what he said, wrote and created.
Mostly, he was not farad to take chances and try new things. An awful lot of what we take for granted as good design in modern golf layout was tested by Muirhead as he plodded through the 1970s and 1980s with literally hundreds of employees and scores of clients.