I was a girl with brothers. I was always too young, a pest to them. Golf finally made us friends, equals. Those games will always be special memories for me. Time is our enemy. You make a place in your heart for each other and then one day, out of the blue, it becomes a 'bruise' and it never heals. Dan, for me, will always be 45's and golf. I never got to hear his karaoke and for that I am truly sad. I pictured a golfing threesome with a singing driver for a rematch this summer....I still do. It will be Dan's best game - no faults - and we'll hit a bucket of balls in his honour.