The Inaugural PS Classic is in the books.

Well, it was an awesome weekend. The PS Classic was a smashing success. Although small in scale, the hope is that future Classics will not only be larger, but mobile. Possible future venues include Chicago and Cincinnati.

As the eponymous honoree of The Classic said, "It's all about the comradery of golf."

It's also about developing and maintaining true friendships. Amazing what little real effort is involved in connecting with a true friend, even after a separation of months or years.

Equally amazing is the difficulty in finding truer friends. Sure, it's easy to meet people, make acquaintances, cultivate contacts. But real friends, the kind Squeeze described thus: "A friend will help you move. A good friend will help you move a dead body", are rare.

Interesting that friends of different orbits can connect, thus proving George wrong, worlds are NOT colliding. I probably shouldn't be surprised, as I suppose that you are drawn to similar people, even at different stages of your life.

The weekend also proved to be somewhat cathartic. At least for me. I suppose it's good to purge your soul of mistakes, foibles, and possible crimes (PS, did you do the research on Canadian law?). I mean the things you've done that make you physically cringe, even in the re-telling years later. What safer environment to share, than with the people you trust the most not to judge you too harshly? Let's face it, if they've stuck with you this long, they've seen your Mr. Hyde. Sometimes, it ain't pretty.

Thanks Guys.