My friend and neighbor, Scott Miller, has the most beautiful golf swing I’ve ever witnessed. Smooth, methodical, and consistent, it’s a rare combination seldom seen in amateur golfers. His is a swing that golf dreams are made of. 

He has reduced the game of golf to its simplest elements; fewer clubs in a light bag, only a couple or three balls, and none of the accouterments that lesser golfers add to help them succeed at a game that can be hit or miss, literally.

When he shared a few thoughts after walking a few holes after the rain ceased on a recent pleasant afternoon, he wrote down a poem and emailed it to a few friends and neighbors who know his passion for the game. 

This past year, Scott has been facing some health issues which are scary and make an afternoon walking a few holes on a golf course even more meaningful. He permitted me to share with our Scenic 98 Coastal audience. 

If you are a golfer, his words, like his swing and his game, are reduced to the simplest terms, but say it all. Thanks, Scott.