With only one grandchild I don’t get as much time to comment, as some other grandparents. Andre Parham lives in Boulder, Colorado. His Father, Tee Parham, hooked us up with SKYPE ( now FACETIME). Andre thought we “”…lived in the box.” They visit our beach home in the summer mostly. At age 5 Andre and I “skyped” about his interest in golf. Lots of golf plans for his summer visit. I cut down an old putter to meticulously fit a five year old beginner. Golf pro, Harvey Penick, advised starting young golfers “…from the cup back.” As I waited at the putting green for Andre, I placed about a dozen balls in a circle, up close to the cup ( so he could “…experience immediate success”). After helping him line up, I watched him putt the first ball. IN! However he then spied an inch worm near the next ball. He put down the putter and watched “inchy” do his thing. He asked if we could take the worm back with us? Sure. I picked up the “shag” balls and his putter, so we could “…take him back to the ocean with us.”
Dr. Jo Watts Williams, “MATRIARCH EMERITUS”, Elon University, said kids today (as always) need time to “…look for lizards.”
Coach Ron Smarr and wife, Becky invited us to play golf in Georgetown, S.C. The old municipal course ( Wedgefield Plantation ) is a treasure. The endearing feature that attracted me was the tons of beautiful old LIVE OAKS trees. My wife caught me staring at the trees, trance-like: “… what are you thinking?” she puzzled. ” Tuddy ( Sterling, now) Webster and I would have climbed everyone of these trees daily”.
I don’t see kids climbing trees today. Maybe TARZAN movies encouraged us to climb and yell. Famous Physcial Educator, Jesse Feiring Williams, said climbing was one of mankind’s natural activities.
Tuddy and I roamed the banks of the recently befouled Dan River. I never pass an empty grassy lot that I don’t speculate that it would be a good field for our pick-up football games.
Tuddy and I aren’t climbing many trees now days. He is struggling with health issues. But we fell out of enough trees to toughen up.
FROM BOB DYLAN’S “NETTIE MOORE”:
” I loved you then, and ever shall. But there’s no one left to tell. The world has gone black before my eyes.”
PS. Otis Ritter was the best tree climber I EVER witnessed. By far.