I got the unfortunate news this morning, via text, that a good golfing buddy of mine passed away yesterday and I wanted to do a short post in his memory. Wayne Spurlock was a member of our annual Myrtle Beach golf trip crew. He and his father would drive in from Kentucky where they lived, and meet up with the rest of us each February. Wayne was about 52 years old, and as nice a guy as you would ever want to know. He had that classic Kentucky accent, which we all made fun of whenever he said something that made us laugh. “Well Golleeee” was his favorite line…and we mocked it non-stop. He sounded like a complete redneck, but the guy was smart.
I first met Wayne on my first trip with the guys about 6 years ago, and he instantly became my favorite guy to play with each year. He was one of the better golfers of the bunch, usually shooting in the low 80’s, so he and I were usually matched against each other in the final rounds of our little tournament…each of us desperately trying to take home the low gross trophy.
He didn’t look like your typical golfer. He looked more like a truck driver really. All gut..no butt. He had John Dalyesque blond hair and a big ol round head, normally sporting a goatee and his big cop shades. Just a funny looking character, but Wayne was so quick witted and fun to be around it was contagious.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to make our annual pilgrimage to Myrtle this past February, but from what I was told, Wayne had to go to the hospital on the last day of the trip, complaining of some really bad pain. When he got back home to Kentucky, the doctors weren’t able to figure out what was wrong with him and he spent at least all of March in intensive care. We generally didn’t talk on the phone, but exchanged emails throughout the year, checking to see how each other was doing.
I hadn’t heard back from an email I had sent a few weeks back, and didn’t think much of it. This morning there was a text on my phone from my Uncle Jim in New Jersey, “Wanted to let you know that Wayne Spurlock passed away today”. I just couldn’t believe it. I hadn’t seen him in more than a year, but aside from a few extra pounds and a bad knee he didn’t look like he was in poor health. I never thought that I wouldn’t see him again after that.
3 weeks ago, the doctors found cancer in Wayne’s liver. It had already metastacized and he died on June 3rd.
I’m really going to miss seeing him each year. He will be missed greatly by all of the guys who play in MB each February, and by his friends and family at home in Kentucky. Farewell Wayne.
R.I.P Wayne Spurlock 6-3-2009