This might be funny except …

Dear Mr. Moyers: An avid golfer, my husband has more time on his hands now than he knows what to do with since he retired. He fills the day playing 18 holes — every day! But that's not the biggest problem. No, it's the 19th hole: the clubhouse bar. He's drunk by the time he gets home for dinner. Lately though, the 19th hole comes before the first hole. He has a drink or two before he heads out for the links. Yesterday he couldn't even ...

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