Morning Woodrow's...

Sorry about your Grandson Ken. I moved out when I was 17, and worked hard all my life because I was afraid I would disappoint the one man that worked harder than anyone I've ever known to make something of himself, my Dad.

Many kids today just don't get it. I made both my boys help me during their summer break. They tied rebar and poured concrete. My oldest hated it, but I told him you're gonna learn a work ethic, and I don't care what you do in your life, if you work hard you'll succeed.

 

Mornin, Jack. You are spot on.

 

Morning, Woodys!

 

Your Gregness.

 

Morning, Mick!
Golf on tap this morning. Gonna find out just how bad I am.
What's happening down in OKC?

 

I yearn to be able to play again, Greg. I am going to enjoy a Chamber of Commerce Weather day and go for a ride before I get involved around here.

Gonna grill later but haven't decided what.

 

How is your back? Is riding hurting it?

 

Riding doesn't seem to bother my back, Greg. The motion of swinging a golf club is agonizing, as is lifting anything heavy. It's a wonder I can use a wall urinal.

 

Hahaha!
Well I'm off. Early tee time.
Have a good ride, Mick.

 

Play well, Greg.