The Whack F&%k Invitational Golf Tournament, or WFI, began 28 years ago as a year-end reward for a group of busy gentlemen with just enough time to squeeze in Saturday morning 9-hole rounds beginning in 1998. WFI Golfers came in all shapes and sizes, backgrounds, and interests…okay, most were tax attorneys, tax accountants, an economist, and other assorted characters.

For the first few years of the WFI, the roles and responsibilities of coordination and operation were shared across various players. At some point early on, however, the Benovolent Dictator, or BD, seized total control of WFI. Each year was marred by a near breakdown of the BD, and while he still has one or two bouts of nurosis each tournament, he has (mostly) learned to accept the help of his fellow WFI-ers. The BD loves the WFI and gentlemen that play in it.

As mentioned above, the WFI comes with many characters. Among those characters is a Big Toe, a Danimal, a Bear Slayer and a Mole, a Riz, a Doc (who doesn’t know medicine), a Patty McCracken of the Clan McCracken (who shares his medicine), a Hastings Flash, a Mad Jack, J Russel, Gonzo, Kupp, Hutch, Junior, a Freddy and General Bradac, along other assorted sorts. In our hearts we have a CHO, a Jerry, a JJ, a soul that is never far away. Few leave an imprint so large.