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December 12, 2006

Legends of Golf

I never will forget following Mr. Palmer at Onion Creek in Austin when the Legends of Golf started. On one occasion he just had photo ops with several people, and was so gracious. (Those of us that were a little nervous of approaching "The King" were happy to just sit back and watch.) But one little girl did approach. She was about 6 years old. I couldn't tell what she said to Mr. Palmer as he bent down to listen but he smiled and held her hand as they walked to the next tee box. He had just let go of her hand and was about to bend under the rope when the little girl yelled, "Go get 'em Arnie". I thought Mr. Palmer was going to die laughing. The whole crowd went nuts laughing. Mr. Palmer was always my hero. If you had to select one word, it would be "class". That is why at age 59, I have the Wheaties box with Mr. Palmer on my desk for two reasons. To remember the good times watching the tournaments he played in, and to remind myself of how important class is.

Posted by scurry at 05:35 PM