Wow! You mean the landed gentry actually engage in the same vices as we hoi-polloi? How plebeian.
When I was a kid, we used to go there for Easter brunch. I only remember, running around and around through the locker rooms while the adults ate.
After speaking to an old friend and current Flint resident over the holidays he informed me that because the Flint Golf Club was 'overly selective' for the past 50 years the membership has gotten so old that they are now begging for members. I guess they are waving all kinds of fees and don't even care if you are black or Jewish anymore.
Thanks for commenting. You might enjoy my book about Flint called "Teardown: Memoir of a Vanishing City," a Michigan Notable Book for 2014 and a finalist for the 33rd Annual Northern California Book Award for Creative NonFiction. Filmmaker Michael Moore described Teardown as "a brilliant chronicle of the Mad Maxization of a once-great American city." More information about Teardown is available at www.teardownbook.com.