Word: golfed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Busy as he is, Mac still finds time for his favorite hobby - golf. A few years ago he made a dual-purpose pilgrimage to Scotland: to visit old Cumnock, the home of his ancestors, and to play at St. Andrews. In a Cumnock cemetery Mac almost stumbled over a fallen tombstone inscribed: "Here lies John McLatchie, died in 1797." It gave him a start, Mac says, to see his own name on a tombstone. On the Old Course at St. Andrews eight-handicap Golfer McLatchie, according to his diary, "shot an 84 with three birdies and a horrible...
...Treasury Secretary George Humphrey's Georgia plantation Dwight Eisenhower went about his holiday exertions with the cheerful equanimity of a man who has already made his big decisions. On two successive days the President shot 18 holes of golf, and, although his game was not up to its pre-coronary level, his good humor remained unruffled. "You are going to hear a heck of a lot of laughter today," he told Glen Arven Country Club Pro Johnny Walter at the start of the first 18. "My doctor has given me orders that if I don't start laughing...
...since Scarlett did her deeds at Tara had a Southern plantation received such national notoriety. The President's golf score at Thomasville was low, his aim good, and his smile broad--indications enough for the pollsters and politicians that Eisenhower would run again. In all the will-he-or-won't-he discussions, however, there is one critical problem which seems to have gone with the wind: the effect of the President's decision on U.S. foreign affairs...
...Little Frightened." Ike turned from hunting to his first love-golf. At Thomasville's Glen Arven Country Club, the President, undeterred by a drizzle, played a nine-hole round for the first time since his heart attack. Moving from hole to hole in an electric cart, Ike shot a 47. (Par for the nine: 36.) His long shots were ragged-he was obviously reluctant to hit down into the ball-and as he left the course he remarked: "I'm a little frightened, not only of the strokes, but also I'm a little frightened of myself...
...suggestion of proletarian practicality; no good for hunting, at least not any more; no good for herding sheep; no good for tracking convicts. The American people are getting more of the good things in life all the time-things that used to belong to the aristocracy: sailboats, golf, good music. Why not poodles? The poodle vogue is something like hi-fi-or maybe I should say hi-fido...