I remember always bugging my Dad to let me go play with him when I was probably 7 or 8. He signed me up for a group lesson at the local muni. My only real memory was the pro asking all of us kids, "Are any of you left handed?", and I raised my hand. He said "O.K., well we don't have any left handed clubs so you will learn to play right handed." All in all, I think that was lucky for me