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ashlee, don’t fret

my niece, ashlee, turns 17 this month … she’s tearing up the golf courses of the southwest, having recently won the new mexico state high school women’s title (and she’s only a junior) … i wrote this a few years ago when i accompanied her to a round of golf (i’ve never played) and she didn’t shine as brilliantly as she hoped to in front of her uncle …