I had the fortunate experience of talking long hours with Donald Ross more than thirty years ago, ad the unhappy experience of writing his obituary in 1948 for The Pinehurst Outlook. He was a strict man, with himself and everybody else, and he looked distastefully on amateurs who didn't do anything with their lives except play golf. He thought, really thought, and all those thoughts were channeled through golf. If golf can be regarded as some kind of religion among some people, then Ross regarded Pinehurst as his Vatican City. CHARLES PRICE