BRAD WOODGER

508-627-4216

(ibwsgolf@aol.com)

You can’t go home again, they say. And you can’t go to Wasque again. At least not the way you left it, or may remember it. The Wasque now is no longer the home we recall. This Wasque will be our children’s and grandchildren’s Wasque, but it no longer belongs to our memory. All the markers have been erased by time and tide. I suppose this is neither good nor bad, happy or sad. But simply what is.

BRAD WOODGER

508-627-4216

(ibwsgolf@aol.com)

BRAD WOODGER

508-627-4216

(ibwsgolf@aol.com)

I’m back. I know — I said I was leaving, and even made a big deal about going. But the lure of the column game (and its big money) proved too great a draw.

So much has changed on Chappy since I left. I notice that the seagulls, feeling the return of winds of fortune beneath their wings, are now wearing top hats and sporting gold watch fobs — which is foolish because seagulls don’t have pockets.

Wasque is gone.

A great human conceit is to measure time in lifetimes. Regardless of what has existed long before us, and what will exist long after — our time is our time. So Wasque, as we know her, is gone. She may come back, may reform or even expand, but not in our lifetime. So we mourn her passing from our lives.