My golf experience is about a loss. When I moved back to Alabama from Ohio, I joined Burningtree Country Club to find a new group to play with on the weekends. I played with a number of different group until I found one that I seem to fit in with. One of the members of that group was a gentleman by the name of Mike Ashworth. Mike was a Sales Manager for a steel company and had an outgoing personality that could light up a room any time any where. Famous for McCallum 15 and a good cigar. Always had something nice or more likely funny to say. Many stories followed Mike like the Ashworth fade which was when his hook became a slight draw. When he hit a great drive or made a long putt, a spontaneous dance step like something out of a bad Riverdance reveu broke out followed by "getcha some of that". One of the best lines about Mike I ever heard was from another member of our little Saturday morning group who said, "no matter how bad my week has been, by the second hole with Mike it was completely forgotten."
A couple of days before Christmas 2012, we lost Mike to a massive heart attack at the age of 62. I only played with Mike for 3 years but he left me something very special. Each Saturday when I mark my ball, I mark it with a red "A" to remind me how Mike approach the game of golf. There should be a great positive energy that goes with golf. Mike helped me put golf in the right place and increased my enjoyment every weekend. I grind just as hard as I ever did to shoot the best round I can but I try to take a little of Mike with me each round and make sure I laugh and smile a lot each time I tee it up. Thanks Mike. We miss you every day.