Growing up in North Kingstown, I have many childhood memories of people and places. One such memory was jogged yesterday, as I was approaching the 3rd Hole at Kings Crossing Golf Club, formerly Woodland Greens Golf Club. In addition to working at Woodland Greens as a teenager, I was an avid player on their 9 hole course while I attended North Kingstown High School in the late 1980’s. I remember one such day in May, roughly 25 years ago, that involved the 3rd hole, an NK High School Teacher, and a mutual agreement.
So, the morning of this particular day, a classmate of mine at NKHS and I received an award for our work at the local radio station, WKFD. The ceremony took place at the NK Community Center around 10am and finished just before noon. Figuring that school was nearly halfway over, this classmate and I decided to take the rest of the day and go golfing. We chose Woodland Greens as our spot and, in no time, we were on the course. It was a gorgeous, sunny day and we immediately agreed that we had made a wise choice to go golfing, instead of returning to school.
As we approached the 3rd tee, my fellow classmate and I were recognized. Let’s just say by a member of the staff at NKHS, who had also decided to take the day off of school. We exchanged pleasantries and the teacher asked us “what are you doing here? Why aren’t you in school?” We explained our morning and our reasons for not going to school, and then we asked the teacher roughly the same question. His answer was brief, “have a nice day gentlemen. Let’s pretend we never saw each other, eh?” And that was it. Names will remain nameless. Only the hole, the 3rd hole at Woodland Greens, now Kings Crossing Golf Club, remains as the sole existence of that moment, outside myself, my fellow classmate, and a teacher who will remain nameless.