Speaking of "tree loving," members who readily admit knowing nothing about Golden Age design all seem to fancy themselves qualified dendrologists when it comes to the sacred pine tree, planted on the very spot old Joe Shnook's ashes were sprinkled - putting aside it blocks the green from the middle of the fairway and its roots have grown through the bunker liner.
I remember the shrieks and rancorous clubhouse rows over thinning out wooded areas on the Lake Course so dense, nothing but lime-green poa would grow in the adjacent fairways.
"Oh no, if we cut the trees and trim some of the overhangs, it will "make the course too easy."
Yeah, but once our former Green Chair (a Treehouse member - and one of those guys who actually studies the subject endlessly) ramrodded through the renovations and tree clearing, not only did we have actual grass on the fairways, but the same swirling breeze that complicates the Ocean Course on the windward side of the bluffs, added another dimension to the Lake Course.
In other words, the windblocks were gone, the fairways got dry and the golf course began to play as intended for the first time in decades.
The problem is, most Green Committee's have too many seats and therefore votes. If you have two or three members who know the difference between a curator and a wannabe artist, best not to give those social climbing ass kissers any power.
In our case, once the Chair rotated, it has been like giving a retarded monkey a loaded pistol - except it is easier to reason with el mono than an egomaniacal doctor or lawyer nobody ever tells to sit down and shut up.
Better to find the right 2 or 3 members up for the job and make the appointment for life.