Golf: it’s untrustworthy

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The first time I ever played miniature golf was at a birthday party for my friend Deborah. We were seven.

I had no idea what miniature golf involved; it wasn’t one of the activities on the approved list at my house. Birthday parties weren’t something we did either, and I was very shy back then, so Deborah’s invitation must surely have filled me with dread.

But I went. I swatted a red golf ball with a kid-sized putter. Had some cake, too, and maybe brought home a party favor.

When I got home, I told my dad that I’d won golf! I had, you see, gotten the highest score, and that surely meant I’d won. Right?

I haven’t trusted golf since.

Abandoned Miniature Golf Course
Slaton, Texas

photographed 2.16.2013

Posted on March 1, 2013, in Photography and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.

  1. That’s the way I still play golf – highest score wins!!!

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  2. The sign in that photo might have gone better with a story about tennis, or other racquet sport.

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  3. The upright part of the sign, that is.

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  4. toadhollowphoto's avatar Toad Hollow Photography

    What a place, Melinda! Love your personal thoughts on this, too, they really add a special dimension to the post!!

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