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Letter from St. Andrews: A Glimpse of Seven

Appeared in Jan/Feb 2006

I’m sitting in a little trailer, high atop a hill precisely two miles east of the center of St. Andrews. The trailer is unfurnished except for a simple table and...

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Letter from St. Andrews:

Appeared in Jan/Feb 2004 issue of LINKS

Well, we’ve made it to the Auld Grey Toon, but not to our auld grey hoose. Renovation of our apartment—sorry, our “flat”—proceeds apace, which is to say...

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Letter from St. Andrews: Is Eight Enough?

Appeared in May/June 2007

Earlier this year, the St. Andrews Links Trust announced that its No. 7 course, currently under construction on a clifftop two miles southeast of town, would be named

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Letter from St. Andrews: Wooden Performance

Appeared in March 2007 LINKS

It’s 9:55 a.m. at Craigielaw Golf Club, near the village of Aberlady, East Lothian (about three miles from Muirfield). My tee time is in five minutes and I have...

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Letter from St. Andrews: Caddie Mastery

Appeared in April 2007 LINKS

The seasons don’t change much in St. Andrews. Blessed with a temperate climate and cursed with a bleak landscape, the Auld Grey Toon sees little in the way of...

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Letter from St. Andrews: Playing the Percentages

Appeared in March 2004 LINKS

There’s something I’ll bet you haven’t been losing much sleep over. A couple months ago Tiger Woods turned 28—the same age Bobby Jones was in 1930, the year Jones won the...

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Letter from St. Andrews: Blessings of Eighth Place

Appeared in the Nov/Dec 2004 issue of LINKS

Two hundred yards or so behind the 18th green of the Old Course, on a broad street called the Scores, sits a sturdy stone townhouse with...

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Letter from St. Andrews: A Closed Open

Appeared in the July/August 2006 issue of LINKS

I’m not sure why—maybe I haven’t fully and truly expatriated, or maybe it’s just that I’m a congenital jackass—but I get uncommon pleasure from tweaking my...

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Letter from St. Andrews: Worst To Finish First

Appreared April 2005 LINKS

A year ago, when Phil Mickelson won the Masters, he lost something almost as significant—the title “best player never to win a major championship.” Lefty thereby joined the relieved...

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At Home in St Andrews

In 1983, George Peper hit a prodigious slice off the 18th tee of the Old Course at St. Andrews, onto the street that borders the hole. He never found the ball, but he discovered a home, buying a flat on the street after spotting a “For Sale” sign during his search. For 20 years, the Pepers were absentee owners, visiting intermittently during the summer and renting it out to University of St. Andrews students the rest of the year. READ MORE

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