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I didn't pick up golf until I was 50 years old, and my husband Lee was talking about moving to Florida. He was into playing golf at the time, and I said to myself, "I'm not moving to Florida and becoming a golf widow."That's when I decided to up take up the game. For the next fifteen years, it was great playing. It was a bunch of fun! I went out to play maybe 2 or 3 times a week because I loved the game, and I won 9 golf trophies in golf clubs in the area.
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Posted by: callaway x | June 29, 2009 at 10:12 PM