The Middletown Press - Family finds fun on the (miniature) golf course: "PORTLAND - As the golfer bent low over the ball, the pressure was clearly on: all eyes were on her -including a 16-foot-high mustard-colored and especially fearsome-looking dinosaur.
Yet somehow, Susan Howard managed to block all that from her mind as she rapped the bright yellow ball. It alternately rolled and skipped across the putting surface, rebounded off the low brick wall at the rear of the green - and dropped with a resounding plop! into the cup for a hole in one.
Susan Howard yelped in pleased surprise, while Steven Howard could only manage a feeble groan. 'This is what happens when you get older: first my children beat me at golf, and now my wife,' he said.
Keeping score, Kesia Howard turned to her parents in turn, asking her dad brightly what he had gotten on the hole ('Three - I think'), and then her mother, who preened only slightly as she said, 'One.'
They may have been playing for riches and fame just across the river at the Buick Championship at TPC River Highlands in Cromwell. But the real cutthroat golf Sunday was being played in Portland, by the Howards - Steven, Susan, Kesia and Alex - in the shadow of dinosaurs at the Prehistoric Mini Golf on Route 66.
Was there anything riding on the outcome, Steven Howard was asked. 'Just bragging rights,' he suggested, which caused Susan Howard's head to snap up. 'Somebody did say something about dishes...,' she observed.
Colchester residents, the Howards had taken an outing to the course, which is cut into a densely wooded hillside. Which may explain why some of the holes were slightly uneven; or as Steven Howard observed, 'It's like trying to putt on a piece of tilted marble.'"