In memory of Vince Spence, fondly known
To the golf blogging community as
The One-Eyed Golfer. At a mere 61,
He left us far too young. "Good night, sweet prince,
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!"
Clichés abound at a time like this
'Cause we don't know what to say
When a friend like Vince has come and gone
And the ache won't go away.
But to frame our thoughts with the images
Of the game he loved so much
Seems appropriate now, since golf will feel
The loss of his special touch.
In a day when heroes stumble
And abuses glare so bright,
Ol’ Vince kept one eye on the game
While never losing sight
Of the people; his friends and family
Will never be ashamed.
In many ways, he’ll always be
The spirit of the game.
So now that his score is posted
And he’s played his final round,
He can rest with the other champions
And with both eyes see his crown.
We’ll miss you, Vince.