I have Xmas Carols on the stereo, lights and candles lit, a scrumptious meal simmering and a Xmas toddy in my hand. I feel just like Saint Tom Paul.
This 54 year-old, cursed with an aging body and a spiraling handicap, but after 40 years no less gaga over golf, still feels riduculously lucky and counts each day as too good to be true, and wishes each of his many gca and golfing friends around the world beyond the best of holidays.
J (I get all choked up) C
