Not a good week for progress. Absolutely nothing happened. Well, I shouldn’t say nothing, “Life” happened. Oh well, there’s always next week, right? So, THIS WEEK I’ll get the stories printed and in their initial order for the book.
In the meantime here’s another tidbit from the book…
I was 10 or 11 the first time I swang a golf club. I’m pretty sure it was one of my mom’s because her clubs were lighter and shorter than dad’s. I’m also fairly positive the first ball I ever swang at was a wiffle golfball in the backyard.
Fortunately, I didn’t stay in the backyard long. My dad “knew a guy” and was able to purchase a “family membership” to a golf club for $125. The guy also tossed in a beater bag and a bunch of mismatched clubs for my brothers and I. Thus, we were set to take the golfing world by storm!
I’ll never forget the advice dad gave us – “Don’t worry about what direction the ball goes or even how far it goes. What’s important is that you learn the rules and etiquette of the game and build a consistent swing. Once you have a consistent swing, the ball will go mostly the same direction and the same distance. That’s when we’ll start working on adding distance and improving the direction. You can’t fix anything until you’re doing it in a consistent manner.”
Wiser words have never been spoken. “ You can’t fix anything until you’re doing it consistently.” Dad’s golf message was also a life lesson. I just wasn’t aware of it back then
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