I Wanted To Emulate My Father. I

You Can Describe My Round As Having Moments Of Ecstasy And Stark Raving Terror. I Looked Like I Knew What I Was Doing At Times And At Other Times I Looked Like A Twenty Handicap Player.

A Lot Of Tournaments That I Can Remember I Made A Few Bad Shots And I Was Afraid I Would Lose The Tournament And It Seemed To Work, The Putts Seemed To Go In. Just The Desire.

It's A Funny Thing, The More I Practice The Luckier I Get.

What Do I Mean By Concentration? I Mean Focusing Totally On The Business At Hand And Commanding Your Body To Do Exactly What You Want It To Do.

In My Early Days Of Flying, If You Flew On Instruments, You Were Inevitably Going To Fly In Thunderstorms. That Was Just A Part Of The Business Of Flying.