Born to Be Wild
I was a child of the 60's. (Okay so it was the late 60's, and I was too young to remember anything until 1970 when I was about 3 years old... )
My very first memory was of me holding a putter and putting a golf ball into some plastic thing in the living room of our apartment in Danvers. I was surrounded by family members who were all sitting in chairs and couches, and I must have drained the putt because I remember them all cheering and clapping for me.
When I try to think back, that is the very first thing I can remember, putting a golf ball. That's where it all started for me.
What was your first memory? Leave a comment and let me know, if you can remember...
daveicehog@aol.com
My very first memory was of me holding a putter and putting a golf ball into some plastic thing in the living room of our apartment in Danvers. I was surrounded by family members who were all sitting in chairs and couches, and I must have drained the putt because I remember them all cheering and clapping for me.
When I try to think back, that is the very first thing I can remember, putting a golf ball. That's where it all started for me.
What was your first memory? Leave a comment and let me know, if you can remember...
daveicehog@aol.com
my earliest memories were wiped out by catholic school nuns hitting me in the head. the earlest I can remember is watching bruins games on blck and white tv with my dad and drawing hockey pictures instead of doing my home work, that was about 1965 , my brothers were drafted in 1968 and all hell broke in my house . good stuff dave keep it going
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