Just A-Swingin’

Old Man Henry’s been playing golf for a couple years now. Mrs. Mamie says he has become an official nut about it, too. They can’t go anywhere anymore without calling ahead and seeing if there is a golf course in the area. As a matter of fact, they’ve just come back from a little trip up to Branson. Robert Carl and his wife went with them, which worked out just fine. Mrs. Mamie said when the men decided they had to find a course the women decided they had to find an outlet mall.

One day Henry and Robert Carl went golfing with a couple of men they had all met at one of the shows. The other guys claimed to be pretty solid players, but Henry said it was obvious they were novices at the first hole. It wasn’t that long a hole, distance wise, but it had a hazardous green surrounded by water. Henry and Robert Carl teed off and then they turned to watch the other men. Old Man Henry said their new friends spent five minutes debating on whether or not they should use their new balls. Mr. Henry is not known for his patience. Deciding that the discussion had gone on long enough, he spoke up with some advice for the one who was getting ready to go first.

“Go ahead and use the new ball,” Mr. Henry said. “You’ll be all right.”

The man sighed and teed up his new ball. Then he stepped back and began beating the air with his golf club— or taking practice swings, from all accounts it was hard to tell. For once, Mr. Henry was speechless. Robert Carl wasn’t. Their new friend was stepping up to address the ball when Robert Carl blurted out, “On the other hand. It may not be a bad idea to use the old one!”

Hugs,
Shellie