Dear Fellow Members -
I’m humbled by all the texts I have received from so many of you inquiring why I haven’t been out to the club lately. I have responded to most of you by saying that I’ve been battling a debilitating case of the chipping yips, but that's only partially true. There is a much bigger reason for my absence and I feel like it’s time to reveal the truth.
For my entire 16 years at the club, all of you have known me as Gil.
Gil the union welder, Gil the organizer of the annual Fantasy Football draft, Gil the 16 handicap, Gil the “puss hound”.
Sadly, that Gil was a lie.
The Gil you all know is not the Gil that I have ever known.
What you saw was Gil. What I felt, was Jill.
That’s right. I am embarking on a journey to become what I have always been
For the first time in my life I’d like to formally introduce myself as the person I truly am
Ms. Jill Dareberry
To Edna Frank, Cathy Spunt and the many other female members who have supported me throughout this transition….I thank you.
You girls rock!
A bit of a warning. When you see me at the club I may be dressed a little different. I’ve traded in my carpenter jean shorts and American Flag graphic T-shirts for an Adidas skort onesie, but I’m still that person you have always enjoyed being around.
I can't wait for Thursday Night Men’s league to start so I can finally take my rightful place on the Ladies Tee Box.
Kisses! - Jill