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Dan McCarty Golf Classic
To benefit the Lupus Foundation of America

Dan McCarty
August 4, 1955 - May 25, 1996

Over the years we have told you a little bit about DJ. To many of us, DJ was our friend, our boss, our golf instructor, our baseball coach, our brother. If you did not know DJ, look around to see the many lives that he influenced, and we hope that you begin to feel like you know him. We always like to hear the stories and memories you have of DJ. He is truly missed.

The main reason we have this event is to honor our brother. Danny would be both amazed and humbled to see everyone who came to golf. From our first year with 48 guys golfing in sleet, to our sixth consecutive sell-out of 132 golfers, this outing has become an incredible tribute to a great man and an extremely charitable one. The past six years have generated over $28,000 in donations to the Lupus Foundation, the Kidney Foundation and the Multiple Sclerosis Society. The proceeds of today's event will again benefit the Michigan Lupus Foundation in search of a cure.

From all of us McCarty's, we thank you for remembering DJ and keeping his wonderful spirit alive in our hearts and on the golf course.

-The McCarty Family

1996 - Partridge Creek Steve McCarty Matt Munn Jim Seeling Chris McCarty	1997 - Richmond Forest Bob Balch Glen Lucas Carl Zimmerman Greg Lucas	1998 - Greystone Golf Club Dan LaRosa Bill LaRosa Dan LaRosa Jr. Doug Beck
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1999 - Greystone Golf Club Matt Munn John Munn Steve Francis A. Palmer	2000 - Greystone Golf Club Scott Skomial and Friends	2001 - Greystone Golf Club Matt Munn John Munn Steve Francis T. Woods

An old Irishman once told me...
"Never leave an Irishman in mid-drink -
You might miss the inspiration"

Danny Boy...

Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling
'Tis you must go, 'tis you must go and I must bide

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so

But if you come, and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I may well be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say and "ave" there for me

And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my grave shall warm and sweeter be
If you will bend and tell me that YOU love me
Then I will sleep in peace until you come to me

Wherever you go and whatever you do,
May the luck of the Irish be there with you.