One day I looked back and I had crossed the "Rubicon".
I grew up playing a club (DuPont) with four courses. The championship course was longer but the one across the street was "sporty"( my father's "word"--- I keep his "words " alive). Then ,once I could drive, I found the "gem "some 15 miles away. I was beginning to see differences; some courses hold your interest more than others.
When I lived in Vt. I was a member of a "Ross" course. That was good ,or so I was told. Members seemed proud of it, but I had no clue what it meant. Something about the greens.
When I joined a club near Philly, I wanted to make sure the greens were interesting. The club was deciding on a Master Plan.I became intrigued by the 1926 photos they had on a table. They got me to see what was and what could be. I guess they introduced me to "original intent".
When I decided I wanted to convince people to pursue the plan, I knew I would need to "commit" myself to the learning and political action processes. I,for one, don't commit unless I give myself over. Now there is no turning back.