I played pitch and putt with my cousin and dad and uncle at Rancho Park back in the day. Was part of Arnie's Army. Followed golf and a bunch of other sports in the LATimes. That was that, I never pursued it, more of a sit in chair and read type, but I remember it as fun, probably because of my dad and uncle: they enjoyed it, lots of joke cracking going on as we walked. Plus afterwards, there was the cafe with the amazing lemon meringue pie.
Sorry about the plant closure, for sure.
I've more complicated thoughts about golf and ecology, but will let that go for now.