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- May 31, 2008
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I came upon a camp fire on a tee pad at Fort Steilacoom Park, South Tacoma, WA. and put it out even though I thought to myself that it belonged to someone that I didn't see.
I came upon a Moose with a rack the size of a doorway (sideways) nibbling on some grass Kincaid Park in Anchorage, Ak. (we were no more than 5 feet apart)
While working at Freedlander Park in Wooster, Ohio. I saw a young couple get it on on a rock about 50feet in front of me. I know the dude saw me, but didn't care. He just wanted to get some.
I found a pair of girl jeans, with no girl in them on hole 10 at Lincoln Park in Massillon, Ohio
I found two young girls getting it on in the mens restroom at Lincoln Park in Massillon, Ohio (I decided to go in the woods that day)
I came upon a young college girl in a skimpy bikini sunbathing on a tee pad at the UW campus /Parkside DGC in Kenosha, Wi.
I found a women in such dispair that she was about to commit suicide at Chippewa Banks in Midland, Mi. (Her mom had just died, and she was drinking heavily) I stopped my round of DG. We talked awhile about our lives. She ended up giving me pin point directions to the Grand Funk Railroad bridge in Flint, Mi. as I told her that I wanted to see that before I left the area. I told her before I continued my round that she was needed in this world and that tomorrow would be better if she gave it a chance.
A Menonite lady (in her white bonnet and blue dress and black shoes) came out of no where at the Huron Municipal Park in Huron, S.D. and asked me how to play DG. I showed her the basics for a couple holes went she abruptly left and a few holes later her son (Carlton) did the same thing. After finishing my round I noticed that the son was working on his truck and then it all made sense and I asked them if they needed any help. They said their truck wouldn't start and I told them that I would get help by taking their son into town (Huron). Carlton could reach his father and called his uncle, who happened to be just out of town. When he got to the park he opened his wallet and took a peek inside and seen nothing but $100. He asked me how much I wanted for my help. I replied you don't have to pay anything for what I did, but you could pray for me for a safe trip home. I gave Carlton a disc and how to play DG phamplet. The ironic thing about this day was that when I first headed out of Pierre in the morning my intentions we're to head north to Aberdeen, but due to road construction I redirected my travels and as I was driving through Huron I noticed a basket in the ground, I turned around and they had 9 homemade baskets in the park and the DGC wasn't even listed in the directory.
I came upon a Moose with a rack the size of a doorway (sideways) nibbling on some grass Kincaid Park in Anchorage, Ak. (we were no more than 5 feet apart)
While working at Freedlander Park in Wooster, Ohio. I saw a young couple get it on on a rock about 50feet in front of me. I know the dude saw me, but didn't care. He just wanted to get some.
I found a pair of girl jeans, with no girl in them on hole 10 at Lincoln Park in Massillon, Ohio
I found two young girls getting it on in the mens restroom at Lincoln Park in Massillon, Ohio (I decided to go in the woods that day)
I came upon a young college girl in a skimpy bikini sunbathing on a tee pad at the UW campus /Parkside DGC in Kenosha, Wi.
I found a women in such dispair that she was about to commit suicide at Chippewa Banks in Midland, Mi. (Her mom had just died, and she was drinking heavily) I stopped my round of DG. We talked awhile about our lives. She ended up giving me pin point directions to the Grand Funk Railroad bridge in Flint, Mi. as I told her that I wanted to see that before I left the area. I told her before I continued my round that she was needed in this world and that tomorrow would be better if she gave it a chance.
A Menonite lady (in her white bonnet and blue dress and black shoes) came out of no where at the Huron Municipal Park in Huron, S.D. and asked me how to play DG. I showed her the basics for a couple holes went she abruptly left and a few holes later her son (Carlton) did the same thing. After finishing my round I noticed that the son was working on his truck and then it all made sense and I asked them if they needed any help. They said their truck wouldn't start and I told them that I would get help by taking their son into town (Huron). Carlton could reach his father and called his uncle, who happened to be just out of town. When he got to the park he opened his wallet and took a peek inside and seen nothing but $100. He asked me how much I wanted for my help. I replied you don't have to pay anything for what I did, but you could pray for me for a safe trip home. I gave Carlton a disc and how to play DG phamplet. The ironic thing about this day was that when I first headed out of Pierre in the morning my intentions we're to head north to Aberdeen, but due to road construction I redirected my travels and as I was driving through Huron I noticed a basket in the ground, I turned around and they had 9 homemade baskets in the park and the DGC wasn't even listed in the directory.
