Dawn Coe-Jones: funny, grounded and a heck of a player

My mother has a great line about women such as Dawn Coe-Jones: Dawn was a No-Shit Shirley. There was no pretense or ambiguity about Dawn. She was a straight arrow, and she'd call out anything that appeared steeped in BS, usually with a well-aimed and funny skewering. I was sad yesterday to hear of her passing at the age of 56 from cancer. As this tribute makes clear, the three-time winnner on the LPGA Tour had a directness that … [Read more...]

What’s so funny bout peace and love in a Trump world?

  After Trump jumped into an early lead, I was too nervous, sad and exhausted to watch any more and went to bed. I woke up shortly after 3 a.m. with a sense of dread that the unthinkable had happened. My mind raced with thoughts of people being deported en masse, media organizations being muzzled, and of nuclear annihilation. I worried for the future of my sons. But after getting up and digesting some of the coverage, I was somewhat … [Read more...]

Ill and injured veterans “soldier on” with golf and fellow vets

Howard Glassman, my co-host on our Swing Thoughts podcast, and I are proud to be playing in the Soldier On to St. Andrews golf tournament at Beacon Hall Golf Club on Monday, June 6. My story tells why it's so important. Please share it. And media people--tell it! When retired Canadian soldier Chris Charron spilled coffee on his pants while driving to a Golf Camp for veterans last summer, he thought it was the excuse he needed to turn around … [Read more...]

The Thin White Duke and Pipeline Moe: They did it their way

“They put you down, they say I'm wrong, You tacky thing, you put them on."                                                                        —From Rebel Rebel by David Bowie. With apologies to Sesame Street fave One of These Things (Is Not Like the Others), this blog somehow manages to wrap together David Bowie and Moe Norman with a nod to Frank Sinatra. I almost deleted it twice, but decided to take my own advice for once: take a … [Read more...]

My math belief added up to trouble (and how your stories are messing with you)

Can you glance at a bunch of numbers and effortlessly add them in an instant? Not me. Especially if there are people watching and waiting for me, such as after a round of golf and I'm the scorekeeper. Ack! When I have to publicly compute, I suffer bodily chaos similar to Albert Brooks' outbreak of flop sweat in Broadcast News. I think it partially stems from standing at the chalkboard in high school math class with an exasperated teacher … [Read more...]