Tom Coyne’s book, “A Course Called Ireland”
In May 2014, a friend gave me a get-well gift, a book titled, “A Course Called Ireland,” by Tom Coyne.
At the time, I was recovering from open-heart surgery, a quadruple bypass after a heart attack that came out of nowhere and, in fact, happened on a golf course.
I put the book on a stack and somehow never got to it.
Until this summer, when suddenly what had seemed a never-ever possibility, that I would actually play golf in Ireland, neared reality and I started to do some research.
I read Coyne’s book. In it, the author describes walking the entire perimeter of Ireland, carrying a backpack and golf clubs and playing famous and not-so-famous golf courses along the way. The book is excellent — funny, touching and informative.
I finished the book before our trip; Coyne had played every course that I would play, and I learned a lot. I took the book to Ireland and in the van on the way to each course I read Coyne’s descriptions aloud to my playing partners.
The book told us where we were going.
And the book reminded me where I’d been, just over a year ago. When I got a gift.