This Bear should fit all the requirements for being a regular golfer.....
Son who "lives" for golf
Step-son who "lives" for golf
Wife who worked at a golf course
Step-son who has worked for years at a golf course
All that being said, I have hit the little white ball (while walking or driving the fairways) only a few times. Spent most of my life playing basketball (two to three times per/week for years and years), doing that "work" thing, and looking for wives.
Toledo's Ottawa Park Golf Course is one of the links that I played. Rolling hills (unusual for flatland NW Ohio), lots of trees.....the first public course west of the eastern seaboard of the U.S.A. Years ago I played a course located between Toledo and Bowling Green.....Tanglewood. It is built around some small quarries, now filled with clean, clear water. One of my errant shots just about killed a fellow golfer.
My son and my step-son both have hole-in-ones on their "done it" list. My son's ace was at a suburban Toledo course (near bedroom suburb Waterville).....the kind of course that probably drives some urban planners crazy.....megahouses on cul-de-sacs, with fairways and greens in everybody's back yard. My step-son's ace was at a sandy and pine-tree-filled course south of Swanton.
Toledo's Inverness Club (swanky, baby!) has been the host course for a number of U.S. Open Championships and PGA Championships. A few years ago it hosted the U.S. Senior Open. But.....I am not a fan of watching golf. Katie and her son wandered over, had a great time talking with the famous seniors.
Katie and I bought new clubs two years ago. Seems like we always "planned" on getting out but never did.....other than going to the driving range. As spring looms closer, we are again vowing to hit the links.