Last Golf Lesson

My dad was born in Punxsutawney PA in 1914, and after flying in WWII, and Korea he lived over 50 years in Baton Rouge.  He loved to play golf.  On one of our last family visits with him he took us golfing.  His cancer and chemo had left him too weak to play, but we’d park his cart close enough for him to provide a few last golf lessons, or were they life lessons.  Toward the end of the day I was blessed with one last lesson from my dad on a short putt, “Billy widen your stance, set up a stronger base / foundation, feel it, believe, and let go!”  Today, feel it, believe and let go!