So I had a story in the Chicago Tribune Magazine last Sunday about how Cook County's Forest Preserve had improved the hell out of its golf courses.
Monday, I showed up at a Forest Preserve course to play 18 holes and my playing partner, probably hoping for a discount, couldn't help but ask whether they'd read it and mention that I was its author.
The guy behind the counter said he'd heard about it but hadn't read it yet. When we made the turn after nine, the crew inside hailed me. "Hey, this is the guy who wrote that great story about us! It's Mr. Miller!"
So it goes.
Comments (2)
Dear Darrin -
Fame...it's a horribly fleeting (and inaccurate) thing. But it keeps us humble.
Posted by Eileen | April 4, 2007 9:24 AM
Posted on April 4, 2007 09:24
I don't need fame to keep me humble. Remember: I play golf.
Posted by David Murray | April 4, 2007 6:20 PM
Posted on April 4, 2007 18:20