A caddie’s tattered running shoes and a black life

Until a week or so ago, I was unaware of Juneteenth, which commemorates that on June 19, 1865, a group of enslaved people in Galveston, Texas learned that they had been freed by emancipation. At 63 years old, as a former journalist, and someone who considers himself fairly aware of social issues, I felt embarrassed that I was not aware of this important historical event, although I read in the New York Times today that “this holiday … only … [Read more...]

A pair of running shoes and Nelson Mandela

They were the most ragged pair of running shoes that I had ever seen. Mostly  tattered grey canvas clinging to rubber. It seemed like a minor miracle that they stayed on the feet of my caddie. And for me, they are my most powerful symbol of Nelson Mandela. It was November 1994 and I—the lone Canadian--was on a trip to South Africa with golf journalists from Europe and the United States. The trip was organized to showcase the great golf … [Read more...]