Gulf Revisited – 2011
So-so Golf for Birthday Boy on 68th
May 10 – 19, 2011
- Updated June 9, 2011
Several photos of the
interior of our condo at
By LEWIS NOLAN
May 15, 2011 – Sunday – The year’s first solid hour of golf practice
After arising at 7 a.m. and having another great breakfast of ham and eggs prepared to perfection by Betty, I determined that the sunny and comfortable temperature of the morning made it an ideal day to hit golf balls at the State Park while she shopped at nearby Wal-Mart.
Again on this day, there was a generous pile of golf balls on the driving range’s hitting tee. So I saved myself a token or two by hitting the leftover balls rather than purchasing a bucket or two.
I hit about 10 balls with my
once-trustworthy 8 iron, followed by fairly equal numbers of balls by a 6-iron,
4-iron, Adams-7 tight lies club,
After 45 minutes or so of swinging clubs, I rested for a few minutes on a nearby bench. Happily upon re-commencing my practice, I started hitting a fair number of decent shots with my woods.
In all, I hit balls for about an hour. That was the longest session for me so far this year. It was made all the better because I had very little company on the range on this nice weather day. Being a Saturday, it was a low-activity day since so many vacationing golfers are either arriving and departing on this day and spending what time they have with their families at the beach.
I left several dozen golf balls on the driving range for somebody else to hit and repaired to the snack bar. I was a little tired and slightly sweaty. All in all, it was a good feeling to have logged a productive practice session. I was sipping a cold, Diet Coke when Betty appeared in the snack bar.
We chatted with longtime
employee Joan, who works seven days a week to provide sufficient income for her
family. She works three days at her second job, helping out at a barbeque
With Betty driving her Ford
Focus station wagon, for lunch we drove a few miles to the fairly new Wolf Bay
Lodge restaurant location in Zeke’s
Being my 68th birthday, Betty treated me to a meal of my choice. I went for the truly wonderful plate of plump, fried oysters served with green beans in lieu of French fries. I also had cornbread hush puppies, a few of her fried crab claws and a heaping bowl of salad and goodies from the enormous salad bar, all topped off by a couple of low-alcohol O’Doul’s beers. The great meal was followed by a slice of fresh-baked, key lime pie.
It was a wonderful and memorable birthday lunch.
We returned to our condo so I could nap and Betty could sit on the beach and spend the balance of the afternoon sunning. Casey and his beautiful wife, Caroline, called to wish me Happy Birthday.
Betty and I look forward to
seeing them and their adorable, identical twin sons, in another two weeks. We
will fly from
We’ve seen the baby boys
twice since their birth in late September, most recently at their other
grandparents’ home in
The first-born son to Casey
and Caroline was named Carden Lewis Nolan, a much appreciated honor for his two
grandfathers, who are me (Lewis Earle Nolan Jr. on Casey’s side of the family, and
on Caroline’s side, her late father, whose name was Wayne Louis Cardon). Young Carden’s
first name was spelled with an “e” to eliminate potential mispronunciations of
it when spelled with an “o.”
Following Carden’s Caesarian
section delivery in an
Of course, I was among those delighted by the parents’ keeping both sides of the family in mind during the naming process, which they purposely kept secret until the actual births.
After a long snooze in our
condo, I arose about 7:30 p.m. and happily found that Betty had prepared a
light supper of flatbread crackers topped by sliced ham and cheese. We watched
a weird Hollywood movie on Cable TV that evening about a