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The Story of Rock Creek 
 

The Rock Creek Golf Course – A Place of Beauty and History

 

As an Algonquian maiden pounded her clothes

In an Indian rock-hewn tub where Rock Creek flows

She has a vision about what two brothers in the future will do,

How they will build large longhouses – and not just a few

 

No longhouse will be the same – each will give the eyes a treat –

An iron monster will shape each lot ready to use the sun god’s heat.

One who will live there will be a chief of fighting fame.

 

A famous land architect will design a rambling meadow in this very wood.

Squaws and braves will play a game and some will be very good.

They will hit a hickory nut-like ball – some long and far –

And shoot for a hole in an evergreen circle and brag about making par.

 

Many of these pale faces will ride on a quiet mechanical horse.

Others will enjoy walking the scenic 5-mile course.

Some of the squaws will stroll proudly just ahead of the braves.

This will surely be a surprising way for good squaws to behave!

 

But at the end of the meadow will be a spacious longhouse called the “19th hole” –

A place of rest and merriment for the sometimes-tired souls.

There will be a pool of water for the 250 members to enjoy

And maybe a lesson on how to play the game from the Ricky Morton boy.

 

The Indian maiden was very pleased with her vision of the work of Harold and Zeke.

These Morton builders were never one with nature to compete.

All the animals will be left happy and protected each and every day

 

And the Morton squaws, Helen and Grace, and the kids hope it will forever be that way

 

And now in the 70s and 80s these Indian dreams have come to pass

And Rock Creek lends an invitation to every lad and lass

To come live on its 700 acres, just waiting to give them pleasure,

In a home built only for them – to be an everlasting treasure.

 

Joseph C. Williams

12-3-1985

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Main entrance (1974)

Hole 10 (1974)

Hole 14 (1974)

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