The ball always lands where the pin was yesterday.
– Golf observation
In Augusta, we all like “Ike.”
The two-term U.S. president and hero of D-Day was a regular visitor to our town, where he loved to play golf at the Augusta National Golf Club.
His name is linked to a period in our history of calm normalcy and American strength. But now there’s a controversy.
A monument to the 34th president breaks ground in Washington, D.C., this summer and will depict him as a barefoot Kansas farm boy.
His family isn’t happy.
“He was chief of staff of the Army; he was a two-term president of the United States,” granddaughter Susan Eisenhower told The New York Times. “It’s in those roles that America has gratitude for him, not as being a young boy with a great future in front of him.”
It seems architect Frank Gehry found inspiration for the design of the official memorial to Eisenhower in a speech the president made after the war referring to himself as “barefoot Kansas farm boy.”
Gehry’s design shows Eisenhower as a youth gazing out at images of his adult accomplishments against a backdrop of the Kansas plains.
The family says Eisenhower should be shown as a man in the fullness of his achievements, not as a callow rustic who made good.
“The statue of Ike as a Kansas farmer-boy mocks the president as cornpone in chief, the supreme allied bumpkin,” said the nonprofit National Civic Art Society, which focuses on architecture and urban design.
Gehry has not responded, and the issue remains unresolved.
Meanwhile, back in Augusta, we keep a low profile and hope no one suspects that we might have put the image of our favorite president golfer in the stained-glass window of a church on Walton Way.
WHAT’S IT MEAN? I came across this bumper sticker. Do you know what it means?
“When cryptography is outlawed, bayl bhgynjf jvyy unir cevinpl.”
TODAY’S JOKE: David filled his car with gas at a self-service gas station. After he had paid and driven away, he realized that he had left the gas cap on top of his car. He stopped and looked and, sure enough, it was lost.
Well, he thought for a second and realized that other people must have done the same thing, and that it was worth going back to look by the side of the road because even if he couldn’t find his own gas cap, he might be able to find one that fit.
Sure enough, he hadn’t been searching long when he found a gas cap.
He tried it on, and it went into place with a satisfying click.
“Great,” David thought, “I lost my gas cap, but I found another one that fits.
“And this one’s even better because it locks.”