The Golfing Widower

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Jim and Bob are golfing together on a Sunday morning. They’re both on the green, which is near a county highway.

As Jim lines up his putt, a funeral procession goes by on the highway. Jim immediately stops, takes off his hat and bows his head.

Bob is impressed. “Wow, Jim. That’s really a profound sign of respect. I’m impressed.”

Jim answers, “Well, Bob. We were married for 41 years. It’s the least I could do.”

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Posted: April 11, 2026 (2 months ago)
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Topics: death, marriage, sports
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