David Woods has been a member of the PGA of America since 1999, and he is a former member of the Canadian PGA. He has been the Director of Golf at The Vintage Club for the past eight years, and before his current position, he was the Director of Golf at Indian Ridge Country Club in Palm Desert, CA. He was named “Merchandiser of the Year” by the Desert Chapter PGA in 2004 and 2011, as well as “Teacher of the Year” in 2005-06. He is the former coach of Masters champion, Mike Weir. In 2014 he was named to Palm Springs Life Magazine’s list of “Top 40 under 40” influencers in the Coachella Valley.
The owners of Spring Place hope jet-setting creative professionals will seek it out to host meetings with clients—and cavort with other jet-setting creative professionals.
On a recent afternoon at Spring Place, the new members-only club in Manhattan’s Tribeca neighborhood, the atmosphere was so hush-hush that even directions to the bathroom were whispered.
In the reception area, one prospective member strained to hear her tour guide assure her that “everything is steeped in the arts” at Spring Place, a playground for the creative class that doubles as a workspace.
To be sure, a number of immaculately dressed creative types were working—huddled together in private, sun-soaked conference rooms or hunched over Macbooks in a large communal space outfitted with midcentury furniture—which partially explained the library voices.
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For the members of Harvard’s super-elite “final clubs,” perhaps nothing produces a more immediate shiver of Not Our Kind of Thing than comparison to fraternities of the Greek system, with their herds of suburban business majors and their abundance of chapters popping up at every benighted State U and third-rate Catholic college. In a sense, fraternities are the very opposite of what a final club represents, which is, first and foremost, a sui generis association with the single greatest university in the history of the world.
Yet most of Harvard’s all-male final clubs began as Greek letter societies, adopting their unique characteristics only after the university banned fraternities in the 1850s. These clubs emerged as a response to the aspects of higher education that young men found feminizing: the enforced chastity, study, prayer and self-discipline. And they’ve been fulfilling their mission to vex college administrators and delight male students ever since.
Just as frat row presents a constant, low-grade headache — and an occasional five-alarm migraine — to presidents of lesser universities, so have the final clubs been a source of increasing irritation to the Harvard administration. A recent, radioactive report by the university’s Task Force on the Prevention of Sexual Assault revealed a familiar constellation of problems: The clubs dominate the social scene and are locations of binge drinking; their members throw parties with sexually offensive themes and compete with one another for sexual conquests. Most gravely, they were identified as sites of sexual assault.