The Legacy
My grandfather was a complex man, who revealed very little of himself to me, till it was almost too late. Sometimes big hearted, sometimes grasping, and self-serving, but, then, I guess we can all be like that sometimes. These clubs are my grandfather's. They date from some time before WWII, when he and my Gram, and my dad, lived in Milwaukee, where they had moved for work. I have a newspaper clipping from the time, mentioning a tournament he played in. He was not a professional, by any means. lol I never saw him play. Life caught up to him, in the form of being one of 9 siblings orphaned in 1932. The youngest was a baby, the oldest, married, as was my grandfather. He joined the U.S. Navy in 1943, though because of his age, and family situation, he could have avoided service. While serving on board a ship in Australia, he was crushed (to death, they thought at the time), and had his heart moved over to the right side of his chest. Anyhow, a few years after he passed away, my Gram gave me a lot of his stuff, as I was the only grandson. I've kept these clubs since. They are actually in playable shape. In fact, I played the best round of my life using them. lolA funky coincidence, I'm sure. The grips are a beautiful leather, and the leather bag is a thing of beauty. More to come.
The Legacy
My grandfather was a complex man, who revealed very little of himself to me, till it was almost too late. Sometimes big hearted, sometimes grasping, and self-serving, but, then, I guess we can all be like that sometimes. These clubs are my grandfather's. They date from some time before WWII, when he and my Gram, and my dad, lived in Milwaukee, where they had moved for work. I have a newspaper clipping from the time, mentioning a tournament he played in. He was not a professional, by any means. lol I never saw him play. Life caught up to him, in the form of being one of 9 siblings orphaned in 1932. The youngest was a baby, the oldest, married, as was my grandfather. He joined the U.S. Navy in 1943, though because of his age, and family situation, he could have avoided service. While serving on board a ship in Australia, he was crushed (to death, they thought at the time), and had his heart moved over to the right side of his chest. Anyhow, a few years after he passed away, my Gram gave me a lot of his stuff, as I was the only grandson. I've kept these clubs since. They are actually in playable shape. In fact, I played the best round of my life using them. lolA funky coincidence, I'm sure. The grips are a beautiful leather, and the leather bag is a thing of beauty. More to come.