July 13, 1943 – July 24, 2024
Just north of the 45th Parallel, a man stands on a tee box with his friends close by. Ignoring the wear and tear of a life well-lived, his steel blue eyes hunt the pin, measuring yardage and calculating wind. Mind clear, head still, club extending then dropping inside out, the contact is pure. The shot is perfect.
Such was the life of Gary Ray Davis.
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