My Father, Golf, and My Son

My favorite Golf Highlight was meeting “Jack” in 1979, in an elevator with my father. I proceeded to tell The Golden Bear that my father could beat him in a round of golf. Being most gracious, Jack said he thought my dad probably could and he would love to buy him a drink, since I had spoken so highly of him.
Needless to say my father hardly shared my enthusiasm about his golf skills. As we were on the course the following day, Jack waved to my dad as another Pro Golfer asked which club my dad would use and if he had any pointers.
I remember the encounter fondly and one of my articles was about Nicklaus Design. Although my dad has never thanked me without sarcasm, I am sure my boasting was one of his finest moments.
I recently thought of this golf experience because, I was published in a golf magazine. My article was on Nicklaus Design and how they changed golf courses.
I haven’t been on a course with my dad since I wrecked his golf cart when I was much younger. Maybe it is in the genes, because my son loves golf and was on a golf team and will be starting to golf again in the fall.
Until then we play golf on our Wii and it is my turn to be the pro. Last night’s score was Mom shot two over par, while the boy shot 23 over. He may be letting me win but I would like to think I am improving.
