A Golf Tale with my dog
Golf is what I love. It is what I do. And it is who I am. In many respects it has defined and shaped my character and personality. I couldn’t possibly imagine my life without golf and what is has meant for me. Ever since I was a little boy, no older that two or three. I have had a golf club in my hand. My mother has pictures of me as a toddler with my father on the putting green of the golf course. With a putter, the shaft reduced in length so that it would fit me. I would spend hours trying to place the small white ball in the little round hole.
I’m sure at first that I took to the game to be like my father. To act like him, play like him, and hit the ball as far as he did. However, it is not what I have learned about the mechanics of the golf swing or about the facts of the game that have caused golf to mean so much to me, but rather it is the things golf has taught me about everyday life in general. In its simplicity, golf has taught me many lessons and values other people have trouble learning elsewhere.
Golf is a good teacher because there are many variables and aspects to the game. You constantly have to think, analyze, and evaluate your position and strategy. Unlike many sports that rely on committing actions to muscle memory. Golf requires a lot of information to think about and keys to remember. Golf has enabled me to apply the skills of patience and analysis to many other parts of my life.
Golf has changed and shaped my personality. Treat others how you would like to be treated. Golf has helped me with my morals and values today. Simply by learning the rules I learned about respect and how it related to my life.
The first time my father took me out to the golf course. I waited for this day for a really long time and he finally gave me the chance. I was a caddy for my father. I was still to young to carry his bags, but I would do the minor tasks for him.
The lessons I learned that day appear so simple now. I loved having this experience with my dogs by my side.