So I'm totally plagiarizing a post from another thread that gave me the idea for this one, but what the heck ....
How did it become a passion for you?
Cuz here's my story: I went with my cousin to his little nine-hole course when I was with my grandma for a week. I "drove" using an old 5-wood down the first fairway. I'm sure I whiffed, topped, and thinned several, but all I remember is seeing the ball fly. Then I chipped and putted, and I'm sure I hit poor shots there too, but I remember the good ones.
I was 14.
Mine goes something like this: My dad took me to the pro shop of a local course when I was 9 or 10 and bought me a beginner set of Ram clubs. It was the whole deal; woods (driver and 3 wood), irons (5, 7, and 9), a putter, and a tartan bag. (I still have a couple of those clubs too ;)) I was so excited for everything. A bag of tees, a sleeve of bright orange balls. My dad didn't actually play back then, though. My youngest memories of playing golf were at the local 9 hole, par 29 course with my mom and a friend of hers. I can't say I remember any specific shots or scores from back then, but I remember the course itself, which was demolished a long time ago, very well. From then on, my passion for the game fluctuated a bit here and there along with my skills, however it always trended upward, and somehow continues to do so. (I'm scared of what may happen when my game starts to go south, but I'll not think about that now ;))
I'm curious to know everybody else's stories, and to see if, perhaps, there is any common thread there.