The minute you take a golf club in hand and put a ball down on the 1st tee you need to know the basic Rules of Golf.
The interesting life of Dr. Joe O’Shea, his wife Bridgetta and Doc (Merlin) in Norquay, Saskatchewan.
This is a picture of the Canadian Expeditionary Force 1st Division which was the Division Dr. Joe joined in 1918. This picture was taken at St Eloi near Vimy Ridge in 1917.
Life in an orphanage in the USA to becoming a doctor in Quebec Canada took a lot of hard work for Dr. Joe as he was lovingly called.
From Fond-du-Lac, Wisconsin to Norquay, Saskatchewan is this story of an adventurous schoolteacher who became a doctor’s wife and Mother of Gerald Patrick Merlin O’Shea
A road trip with only a little planning can be so much fun.
The Eagles and Frank Sinatra are my favorite entertainers of all time.
My collection of logo golf balls.
My sister Edna had a big influence on the life of pianist Gayle Clemmer MacAuley Dunsmoor. A great mentor can be the start of a wonderful life.
Strangers become friends at Deer Valley
Warm in the sun in November
Many sights to be seen on a trip to the Foothills on a bright, sunny Friday in October.
Happiness through good and bad. I am so happy with my life and happy to still be golfing.l
Pay attention, not only when you are hitting a golf ball but when everyone else in your foursome is hitting too. People have been killed by an errant golf ball shot.
Garry loved to talk on the phone and called Doc almost every day. He and Lois were a most interesting couple.
Dont leave Canada without Travel Insurance.
Good bye to Doc
Although Doc was in a lot of pain from the car accident he rarely complained.
Doc loved to drive a car or fly in a plane. Any time we saved a few hundred dollars we would go somewhere.
Did Doc go to work to buy cars or did he buy cars to go to work?
Doc’s love for all things with moving parts was likely why he spent a lot of time with men whose interests were the same.
The car accident left Doc with a mixed up paralysis from his broken back. A major challenge for a 29 year old.
Doc had always wanted an airplane of his own from his first flying lesson. He almost owned one!
28 years makes for a lot of stories. I have to break it down into parts, starting with Part One.
Much more to come.
Once in awhile you hear good stories. To be remembered after 30 years is heart warming.
We have all lost family and close friends to cancer. My niece tells about her life without her Mother. A poignant read.
The word “cancer” is not a word you want to hear. Since 1952 I have known there was a history of cancer in our family. Being aware means being active in preventing cancer from developing. Make sure you and your family know and act to keep cancer out of your life.
Sometimes you get bumped off a golf course for one of a variety of reasons. This was first time for me the lack of golf cars was the issue – in an area where most of the golfers are seniors! Fate would have it that the course we played enabled me to make a record of only 24 putts.
Canadians are in love with Brooke Henderson and come out in droves to watch her golf. Ruth and I too went to see her golf in Phoenix and were not disappointed! And to top it off I met Nancy Lopez!
A young Bill Bulmer leaves home to go to college some 2500 miles away. Tending cattle on a train for 11 days in exchange for the fare!
My writing about the Weisshaars and Father Murray got me thinking! How a song I had played when I was 12 years old was Father Murray’s favorite. .What a coincedence!
I gues you could say that I have always liked classy silverware. Even my everyday cutlery is upscale stainless steel.
John Weisshaar was a friend of my late husband Doc. Although Doc passed away 30 years ago I still consider John and Roseline to be my close friends.
Ice cream was one of the special treats I remember as a child. A cone for a dime at the Cafe in Strongfield when I went with my Dad when he hauled wheat to the elevator was a huge TREAT.
Some of your best friends are made through work. Life time memories from our early twenties. We worked hard, played hard, had lots of (sing-along) parties with Lynn playing her Ukulele. Some friends for over 60 years!
Try golfing in the St. George, Utah area and you will not be disappointed. Great golf, great prices.
It is a time to wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year
I wanted a book of the Swedish Pioneers for a family history in print. I was lucky to find BlookUp for the job.
My Dad’s Family
The blinds in my condo are kept busy every day. Up and down, open or closed.
It is sad to say good bye but I had a wonderful time in San Diego. See you later…
Good chefs start early learning their craft and Elizabeth is already doing something she loves.
Torrey Pines South Course is a must play for those who love golf. Exceptional views and home to many world class major championships.
My Mom’s Family Tree I can trace back to 1685 when Per Eriksson was born.
If you like peaches, you should make a fresh peach pie at least once in your life. And I discovered that peaches are great for breakfast too, but not in a way you’ve ever imagined…
Bill Louden taught us a lot about life but we didn’t learn much schoolwork. Our extraordinary teacher at Stafford School in 1942.
What was it like to go to school with kids from Grade 1 to Grade 8 all in one room. I will tell you.
Water is important in all aspects of life in the world.
It is never too late to take lessons. See your local Golf Professional and who knows – you can break 100, 90 or even 80.
Once you have a golf cart seat cover you will never be without one! Nice when it’s cold and nice when it’s hot. Always a winner.
Everyone likes a cosy golf car seat cover. Now you can be,the winner of one to celebrate Canada’s Birthday
Fond memories of my Mom and a few stories of my own years as a young Mom
Let’s do our part to grow the game of golf. Meet new people, enjoy the outdoors and have fun.
The quest for a green jacket is in fact for a special jacket. The illusive Masters jacket was finally won by Sergio Garcia.
Security is definitely an issue and I know first hand that seniors are targeted. Here are some security issues to think about in these digital times.
Some people are so upset with their game they walk off the course. Not me.
Three weeks of good food, golfing and shopping was a great time for me in The Valley of the Sun.
Seeing: First, I couldn’t see my golf ball land. Then my windshield seemed to be all scratched up. I’d had my cataracts removed, but my vision hadn’t changed since then. So what was happening? Was I was going crazy?
I’m looking for the words to a Swedish song my Mamma used to sing to me when I was just a little girl. Can you help?
Growing up next to the South Saskatchewan River, we had a great deal of respect for the water which provided in so many ways…
Doc’s love of flying took us to Hawaii with Wardair airlines.
Two courses with “wolf” in their name but so far I have never laid eyes on one at either course.
Christmas has always been a time for my family and friends to get together and enjoy the holidays.
It’s not hard to make a gift of a golf car seat cover for friends or family this holiday season. Here’s why.
Staying home from work when you have been burning the midnight oil is what we called “pulling a Liz”.
Some accounting jobs were meant to stay or not!
An exciting time to be alive for me was computerized accounting. Right down my alley!
Those of you who truly love golf will go out in the coldest weather.
Losing a job can be a big loss, especially if you are fired. That hurt and uncertainty can stay with you for a very long time.
Me, and the early days, of the Canadian Western Agribition.
Five days with Grammo (aka Maureen O’Shea) while my family was away.
The plan was called Lower Inventory For Tomorrow to pay farmers for not growing a crop.
I got my first-ever freebie for writing my blog. They are small, round and brilliant and yesterday, I tried the green one out…
My first job was working in a bank and this served me well for all my life.
I go back to 1989 to the first golf charity tournament that I played. I still have the watch!
I golfed with an almost blind man at the Dobson Ranch Golf Club in Mesa, AZ in 1985 and I was reminded of him last week…
Happy Anniversary 78 MPH! My blog, which started out as a way to keep a diary about the road trip I took last summer with my friend Ruth has blossomed into quite the writing project.
My brother, Jim, points out that the two-hole golf course in the pasture was actually a precursor to something much bigger…
Have you heard of pasture golf? It’s a real category of golf courses now, but was something me and my brother Jim dreamed up years ago…
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Just an update to improve a golf cart seat cover. Sewing suggestions are always appreciated.