Good afternoon all. My favorite player that most of you never heard of (yes, I like Jack, Arnie, Tiger, Phil, etc.) is Calvin Peete. As a little boy (in the late 70s) growing up in Hattiesburg, MS, I normally played the university golf course by walking a mile through the woods and starting on #4 (I didnt steal/cheat...it was too far to walk all the way around to the start...a couple of miles...we WERE members). One particular week was when the Magnolia Classic was scheduled to start (PGA event that became the Viking Classic in Jackson, MS). As a young lad, I sucked. I was a horrible slicer (baseball swing w/ persimmon woods). As I made my way around the course (in a lot of strokes), a golfer caught up to me. He had a slightly awkward swing...but man...could he play. He was one of the few black men that I ever saw on this course. His name was Calvin Peete. He took pity on me and took the time to show me a couple of improvements. I will never forget his kindness towards a young boy he would never know or see again.
Just my thoughts,
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