Mid-Amateur, a lifelong dream for him. The conversation with Fazio came to a close. Give Sue and your kids a big hug from me. Deeg once got his handicap down to four. Every third year, on a midsummer weekend, he'd play in the two-day Father-Son tournament at Pine Valley.
One year the Seznas were in contention as they stood on the 16th tee in the second round. The format was alternate shot. One generation hits a shot, then the other generation plays the next. The son hooked his drive. The father needed to hit a big sweeping hook to reach the green, which is bordered by a water hazard on the right.
The five-iron shot didn't hook a bit. As it was heading for the water, Deeg said, "How old do I have to be before you'll start listening to me? From that double bogey on, his father listened. Last Thursday, Davis Sr. Three boys and their father, all in shorts and polo shirts and smiles, standing on the 14th tee at Seminole, in North Palm Beach, Fla. The father was on the far right, looking proud.
He started to identify his boys. That's Deeg on the left. Between them, that's The name never came out. The boy was Teddy, the youngest child of Gail and Davis Sezna. He died last year, at age 15, on the first Saturday in July in an early-morning boating accident. The father and son were cruising in a foot motorboat when they ran into a steel light pole. It took two hours for rescuers to find Teddy's body. It took seven hours to get everyone through the receiving line.
Last Saturday the father was back in Manhattan, searching for signs of his namesake in hope's final at bat. Somehow the father found the courage, wisdom and grace to say, "I live for tomorrow. I'm inspired by tomorrow. There will always be tomorrow. Willie Sezna now has a standing offer to join his father, every summer, in the Pine Valley Father-Son. They'll play in Deeg's memory. They'll play in Teddy's memory. They'll play until the day comes when they can play no more.
The goal: to give the older sect a chance to spend some quality time with generation next. He taught me to respect myself, others, and life itself. So, today, as I thank Deeg for mentoring me, I ask you to take a moment and thank your own mentor for caring. At the time of his passing, Deeg Sezna, an avid golfer himself, was a vibrant personality who just graduated from Vanderbilt University with a degree in economics. Oscar Mestre, Jr. On this day, Mestre, 44, of Berwyn, Pa.
He teamed up with his nephew, John Sylvia, 19, of Gladwyne, Pa. His strength of character is what Willy admired most. He was big on loyalty, always keeping me in check about staying true to myself and our friends and family.
Twenty years later and the weight of the loss is still heavy. On July 1, , his younger brother Teddy passed away in a boating accident. But time never stops, and people move on. We were still standing in the figurative rubble, sifting through the ashes, trying to figure out how to navigate the world without my brothers while the rest of the world went back to work.
Looking back on the last two decades, Willy admits that he looked for an escape route instead of facing his trauma head on. He became the life of the party, drinking to forget, drinking to numb the pain. Willy has been sober for almost three years. He is a doting husband and father and a partner at his company, and he sits on the board of a sober group called The Phoenix helping others find hope in all the darkness.
There are still hard days, of course. And not just uncles, but Deeg and Teddy as uncles. I had to turn what was holding me down into fuel. I worked incredibly hard to get sober, and it saved my life. The people of AA saved my life. I will forever be grateful for the program. For those people who are able to get together and celebrate, I applaud them; I just have my own process.
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