Taken together, they describe the anatomically impossible. Everyone suggested Golf Country in Kimball Township as the likeliest spot for counseling. I stop by one cold, wet afternoon and confess my failures and shortcomings. Wendy Palmateer, one of the Golf Country owners, is sympathetic. I have nothing to tune up.
Group lessons seem too dangerous to bystanders.
And there is a deal on private lessons. Pay for five, and the sixth is free. But I make an appointment anyway. Michael Eckert points out that reading while fishing is a perfect waste of an afternoon. Click here to read prior week's column.