Tom rules

The only time Tom was ever in Minnesota was back in the 60s but he still remembers flying into Minneapolis when the gorgeous fall colors were peaking. The Los Angeles native had a career in the electronics industry and was on his way to a small town factory in Wisconsin where they hired mostly women, he said, because "women can talk and work at the same time. When a man starts talking, he stops working."
Tom is now 72 years old (really, he is) and is a starter at the Par 3 golf course in Los Feliz where he and a lot of other retirees are drawn. Youngsters take over on weekends. The place opens at 7 a.m., and has a great place next door for a manly breakfast. (The name of the place is apparently "EAT", which is the principal signage on the property).

Fortunately, Stan had no tee time
Friday street cleaning forced some parkers into
desperate measures, blocking our exit briefly this morning.

Stan shot a nifty nine holes this morning with his brand new golf bag and old clubs, ($6.25 greens fee -- he's not a senior yet and also has to pay the outrageous out-of-town rate. ha.). He will wait on the breakfast experience until Kathleen joins him.
The greens are in great shape; the fairways not-so-nice. . . but that's just your penalty for not getting on in one. All in all it is a fun spot with nice people. . . we'll soon return.
There are three more golf courses in the immediate area, so there's work to be done.