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• Arnie in San Diego Arnie in San Diego

  • by DavidClarish
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    December 5, 2009

    Hello....   I grew up watching Arnold Palmer play golf.  Growing up in Palm Springs you could not help like or love the game of Golf.  I have a fond memory of Arnold Palmer.  It was the early 1980's...'81 if I remember correctly, I was at the Sands Hotel in San Diego.  My Uncle Jess was the General Manager of the hotel at the time.  We went down every year for a visit & he would put us up in the hotel...  Sea World, boating, & Golf.  They had a driving range at the Sands.  So I went down & hit balls for hours.  I was Teeing off on one shot & I saw a crowd of people heading my way on the backside of the drving range.  Anyway, I hit the ball & it soared for the 1st time over 200 yards... Mine you I was 11 years old, so I was very excited.  From behind I heard a voice...saying, "The was a very good drive there young man"!  I turned around & it was Mr. Arnold Palmer himself...surrounded by a group of Arine's Army.  I was like WOW...  I got to meet my golfing hero...  We chated for a minute & he headed back to the hotel.  I was so excited I ran back to find my Mom to tell her. 

         I will cherish that moment forever.  Thank you Mr. Palmer, you are the GREATEST!!!  Have a Happy 80th Birthday!!!  See you at the Arnold Palmer's Restaurant in La Quinta...  God Bless you & keep you & yours!!!

    Sincerely,

    David Clarish

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• Why I play golf Why I play golf

  • by LKelley365
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    It was early in the 1960s when I watched golf on TV. I do not remember the exact tournament or even if Arnie won. What I do remember is the enthusiasm and inspiration I absorbed based upon the pure exhilaration that came through the television screen. The power of watching Arnie propelled me into immediate action.

    I had never played the game of golf, ever, but after watching Arnie charge and reaction of the fans that followed him on the course I knew I had to play, and play right away. I knew one school mate who had golf clubs and I went to his and asked if I could borrow his golf clubs because I needed to go play golf. Understandably, he did not let use his full set but he and his dad found some old (wooden shafted) clubs in the basement they would let me use, along with old balls and few tees. I put them in a paper bag and headed on the bust to the park district course a short ride away. The 9 hole public course had a $0.75 daily fee, which I paid in dimes, nickels and pennies. Naturally I was awful, but the other players were patient and mostly supportive. As I waited t the tee on a hole, I think the 7th or 8th, a stranger came up to me, he was in a group behind me, asked why I had clubs in a paper bag. I explained that I just had borrowed the clubs in order to play and it was what I had with which to carry them. He asked for my address and said that he had some old clubs and a bag he would be happy to give me and asked for my address. Later that night he dropped off a few clubs and a beat up bag. Before he left he said that anybody that wants to play golf as badly as I obviously did should be given all the help and support possible.

    To this day I still play golf, not as often or as well as I would like, but always with same inspiration I had that day I carried borrowed clubs in a paper bag on a public park district course on the south side of Chicago. I keep playing and keep waiting to put on a charge just like Arnie, only I won't be contending for he US open ... I'll be charging to break 90, but it will feel like winning the US Open. And when it happens it will all be because I saw Arnold Palmer charge onward to victory always confident, always expecting victory, and always, always carrying us along with him tot he top of the golf world.

    Thanks Arnie, I'd be lost without you.

     

    Leon Kelley

     

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• A CHANCE MEETING A CHANCE MEETING

  • by AVALON39
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    IN 1993 ARNOLD WAS PLAYING THE TRANSAMERICA OUSIDE SAN FRANCISCO AND MY WIFE AND I MET HIM ON THE DRIVING RANGE.  THAT CONVERSATION RESULTED WITH AN AUTOGRAPH BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY A MOTIVATED GOLFER - MY WIFE -  WHO LOVES THE GAME.

    THANK YOU ARNOLD AND BEST WISHES.

    ROBERT & SHERRIE MASON

    JOHNS ISLAND, SC

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• Grandmas Gifts Grandmas Gifts

  • by ruagatto2
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    My Moms Mom had a gift ... She could get anybody to sign a hat , baseball bat , whatever......

    Thing is the grandparents come back one day from florida with a great hat , yellow , golfers type irish hat. Well its got signatures on it,,, One from Jack Nicolas, Arnold and tons of other people on the tour in the early 70's ,,, and no we some how wore the hat and lost it..... OMG it would be worth thousands..... Anton Gato

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• 1976 PGA Championship - Arnie 1976 PGA Championship - Arnie at Congressional CC

  • by stevejohnson
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    My first glimpse of Arnold Palmer, the King of Golf, came when I was 15 years old and attended the PGA Championship at Congressional Country Club in Potomac, Maryland outside Washington, DC.  I can't remember the hole, but Arnie and his group approached the tee box (I believe it was on Sunday, the final round), I could just sense his kindness, humility, and countenance!  My 21 year old brother was with me (I was about a 14 handicap at the time, my brother about a 3 handicap).  I will never forget that when Arnie was on the tee box, he scanned the crowd; for some reason (probably because my brother is 6 foot 3 inches!), he looked at us, nodded with a twinkle in his eye and said hello.  For me as a young golfer, I had never been this close to such a great golfer and I have never forgotten just this simple gesture.  It is what to this day, now that I am 49 years old, makes Arnold Palmer stand out from the crowd.  He is a class act!!  The current golfers that exemplify Arnie's spirit are Fred Couples and Phil Mickelson.  I have to believe that some of Arnie's charisma has rubbed off on them from when they have played with him.  Arnie, Happy birthday and thanks for this great memory.  I have an autographed picture of you on my wall, and they broke the mold when they made you.  My next goal is to sidetrack during one of my business trips, and stay and play at Bay Hill CC and hope I can meet Mr. Palmer in person.  I hope I can make this happen!  Thanks for letting me share this memory of the greatest golfer and person in the golf world that has ever lived.

    Steve Johnson

    Atlanta, GA 

    stevejohnson@johnsonstephens.com

    www.johnsonstephens.com

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• Happy 80th Birthday! Happy 80th Birthday!

  • by jonmasterson
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    Dear Arnie:

    Congratulations on receiving the Congressional Gold Medal!  You are certainly deserving!

    I first saw you in June 1966 at the U.S. Open at Olympic Club.  It was my first Pro Tournament, and I saw you play every round.  I was, of course, disappointed that you were not the Champion.  I have been playing golf since 1958, and have been using an Arnold Palmer "Personal" putter since 1960!  I have tried others, but never changed.

    There are 2 public figures that have remained my heros all these years.  One is you, and the other is John Wayne.  I hope you don't mind being associated with JW.  Thanks for everything you have done for Charity and America.

    A loyal fan, Jon Masterson, Age 70 on August 31, 2009.

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• Arnie's Honor Arnie's Honor

  • by WillRuha
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    Congratulations, Arnold, on receiving the highest civilian honor bestowed upon any American, the Congressional Gold Medal.  Well-deserved and most befitting the one, true and only, KING of golf.  We, of your Army, revere you and are delighted to see you so honored.  Keep charging, always!

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• A Non-Golfer Chimes In A Non-Golfer Chimes In

  • by lynco
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    Unlike most people sharing memories here, I am not good at or knowledgeable about golf. But my father, Dick Coffin, now deceased, was an avid golfer, mostly during the years he lived in Roslyn Estates, Long Island. After retirement, he and my mom celebrated their 50th Anniversary in Au Gres, Michigan. As the youngest of four daughters, I was put in charge of entertainment. I had the idea of writing famous people, and asking them to send their good wishes to my parents. I wrote fifty people, including Arnold Palmer: I knew my dad had the highest respect for him as a "golfer and a gentleman." When I wrote Mr. Palmer, I mentioned that my dad had been a member of the North Hempstead Country Club, and once had the distinction (and good fortune?) of hitting a hole-in-one... Of the fifty famous people I wrote, only one wrote back. Guess who? But his letter made the whole enterprise worthwhile. After congratulating both my parents on their 50th Anniversary, he went on to write, "By the way, Dick-- I hear you hit a hole-in-one at North Hempstead. I'd like to get together with you at the Club one day-- I'm hoping you'll give me some pointers. Respectfully, Arnold Palmer" That letter was my dad's favorite anniversary gift. It might have been his favorite Life gift! -- (ps. I didn't know about your "memory book" until my nephew told me about it- He wrote the memory of "dalhousie49." Just goes to show- in our family, no matter what the generation, golf lover or no, Arnold Palmer is a star.

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• Jonathan S. Miller's Memory Jonathan S. Miller's Memory

  • by Sparky92
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    1964 Carling World Open

    A Boy Meets the King

     

     

    Dear Arnold:

     

    I am pleased to join your legion of fans in wishing you a healthy and happy 80^th birthday.  It’s hard to believe that last month was the 45^th anniversary of our first meeting – it was the 1964 Carling World Open played at Oakland Hills C.C. I was 16 and you were 34.

     

    As we have discussed briefly through the years, I have many memories from that week and I have listed a few below for your recollection:

     

    ·         Our First Meeting (in the parking lot):  I reached into the trunk for your bag, but I didn’t expect TWO sets of clubs and four pairs of shoes. Given that I weighed all of 120 lbs., it took two arms to lift out the bag. You smiled at me and offered to help, but I politely declined.  This may be why you had me carry both sets of clubs during the practice rounds for a little conditioning.

     

    ·         The Practice Range - In 1964, each player had their own practice balls. Their caddies  would run out onto the range to provide a target and to retrieve every practice ball. This job was most interesting when 30 pros were hitting balls at the same time!

     

    ·         My Self-Made Yardage Book – Yardage books were not available in 1964, so I compiled statistics into a ‘little red book’. Accurate yardages sealed our partnership for the week. For example,  you and Jack were playing a friendly match during the last practice round. On the 15^th hole, Jack said he thought your second shot went over the green. You looked at me and asked if I was sure about the yardage; did the ball go over the green? I replied that the yardage was good and no, I didn’t think the ball was long. Next thing I know, you put your arm around my shoulder, and with a smile, you said “Jon, if you are right I will buy your lunch today; if you are wrong, you can buy my lunch!” We strode up to the green together.  When we arrived, your ball was on the green about 20’ from the cup. Then as Jack walked by, you looked at him and said “please don’t question my caddy --- then you both laughed.

     

    ·         Counting 14 Clubs – Since you never played with the same set of clubs each day, I was petrified that one day I might leave the first tee with more than 14 clubs in the bag. You see, your routine at that time was to take both sets of clubs to the practice range for warm-up. At the end, you would then tell me which clubs you wanted to play with that day. This meant that while you practiced putting, I would return to your locker; clean both sets of clubs; separate the clubs you wanted and put them in the bag; then I would return to the putting green before your tee time. I must have counted the number of clubs 100 times each day before we teed off.

     

     

     

    Like so many of your friends and acquaintances over the years, my fondest memory is the way you treated me – almost like a father. You mentored me, we laughed often and by your unselfish interaction with your fans, you taught me about the importance of humility, patience, kindness and respect for others.

     

    After the tournament was over, you thanked me on television. Then you and Winnie took me upstairs in the clubhouse. We talked about many things, but you both emphasized how important it was for me to go to college and to get a good education. I had to promise each of you that I would use my earnings for the week for college.

     

    As you know, I did go onto college and subsequently went to work in management at Ford for thirty-seven years. But here comes the best part, I met my wife Bonnie while in college. She has been giving hundreds of kindergarten children their start in education for over thirty-eight years! She is very special to me. We have two children: Don (31) and Lindsay (29). Both are successful working professionals and a source of great pride.

     

    Thank you Arnold for giving me the encouragement to get an education and pointing out that golf can be a metaphor for life – i.e., one must face life’s adversities straight on with confidence and optimism. As you can see from this submission, your kindness and generosity at the 1964 Carling World Open has had a rather nice “ripple effect” on me and my family!  Thanks for the memories and best wishes for a happy 80^th birthday!

     

    Jonathan Miller

     

    See “My Information” under (Sparky92)

     

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• A man who loves the game A man who loves the game

  • by jbastian
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    Had the fortune of working for Mr Palmer's golf management company during the period of his prostate surgery. He was recovering for some time before he could play again. Our conference room overlooked a putting green at Bay Hill, and I recall seeing him there every day putting when he couldn't play. Here's a guy who truly loves the game, if he couldn't play, he had to somehow touch the game. I didn't think he looked too happy though, maybe it was the pain from the surgery, but more likely he was longing for hitting a big drive!

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• A story about Jack and Arnie–n A story about Jack and Arnie–no, not that Jack, this one is my dad.

  • by marty_az22
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    You may be wondering, who is this Jack and how did he come to be playing golf with Arnold Palmer? Did he play professionally? Not hardly, my dad liked golf but I think it was more a course in frustration than anything. I was just out of college and had only started playing golf when I went for a visit to see my Dad. My dad and stepmom Jeanne were living in Huntsville, Alabama at the time and belonged to Valley Hill Golf Club. We were playing golf one afternoon, when after a particularly bad shot my dad made, we were treated to a round of expletives followed by the crisp sound of the shaft snapping on a perfectly good wedge. Not long after that he gave up golf and concentrated on tennis. 

    
    
    Anyway, back to the story, my dad was working at SASCO back then - that’s the Sunbeam Appliance Service Company. SASCO advertised their business in the Yellow Pages and apparently did a lot of it. To thank their premium customers, the Yellow Pages hosted an event at Latrobe Country Club in Pennsylvania. For those of you who aren’t golf enthusiasts Latrobe is the golf club of all golf clubs. This is the course that Palmer’s father helped design and create, and where Arnie grew up playing. How many golfers get the chance to walk the same fairways and greens where Arnold Palmer played golf, and do it side by side with the King? This would be the experience of a lifetime.
    
    
    Twenty-four top-level executives from companies all over the country were invited to the three-day event, my dad being one of those lucky few. This was in the late 60’s, so by that time Palmer had won, oh let’s say a handful of tournaments. My dad got to play nine holes with the golf great. And that evening Arnie, and his wife Winnie, invited the group to a dinner party at their home. Dad said there was a large A-frame structure on their property that Arnold used for research and testing of equipment–clubs, shafts, etc. Dad remembers it as quite an elaborate setup and he was treated to a personal tour of the place by Arnie that night. The Palmers were the quintessential hosts and everything–food, drink, company–was well above par. 
    
    
    Dad couldn’t tell you the names of the people he met that weekend, after all, it’s over forty years ago and like he says, “I can’t remember what I had for lunch yesterday.” He does recall meeting Mark McCormack, who was Palmer’s agent. For those of you who don’t know him, McCormack was the sport’s marketing pioneer who built IMG, the agency that represents some the biggest names in sports, including a little known golfer by the name of Tiger Woods. Dad has a keen memory of Mr. McCormack, mostly because he lost $100 to him in a poker game that night. 
    
    
    The moment that is captured in the picture the group is on the first tee box and Arnold has my dad’s driver in hand. As the story goes, Arnie was commenting on what a pitiful excuse for a club it was and suggested he try using it as croquet mallet instead, which got a lot of laughs. Dad was not amused. As a result, he sliced his first drive into a tee box on the next fairway startling the foursome about to tee off. I’m not sure the rest of his golf game fared much better that day, but none the less, dad had a ball, and he said Arnie was a such down to earth guy, and a good sport! 
    
    
    It was a weekend to remember.
    
    
    This is a special memory of Jack Clark's, as written by his daughter Martha Clark-Benoit

     

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• Breakfast at the 1975 Players Breakfast at the 1975 Players Championship

  • by causeyja
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    At the 1975 Players Championship held at the Colonial Country Club in Fort Worth, Texas my mother and aunt went to breakfast at the Khaler Green Oaks Inn (THE place to be seen back then!) for breakfast while my dad and uncle headed out to watch the tournament.  While at the restaraunt, they noticed Arnold Palmer sitting at a table with 5 other gentlemen.  Arnold was the only one they recognized and they approached the table with a menu and asked for Arnie's signature.  He graciously accepted and signed it. As they walked away, the other gentlemen asked (somewhat surprised!) if they didn't want their autographs also?  My mom and aunt didn't recognize them but said sure.  They all proceeded to sign the menu and around the table with Arnie was Jack Nicklaus, Ben Hogan, Bill __?___, Dave O__?___ and Brian? H__?____.  I cannot make out the last names of Bill, Dave or Brian and could not find any golfers at that tourney by that name.  If Mr. Palmer remembers that event, or if anyone can help me guess the names, please let me know!  Just having Arnie, Jack and Ben's autograph all in one place is priceless!

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• My own personal Slim Jim...... My own personal Slim Jim.......

  • by debradawson
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    In 1977'78 Arnold was inducted into the Golf Hall of Fame in Pinehurst N.C. My Dad roomed with him at Wake Forest and he invited my family to join he and Winny for the weekend. I drove my Toyota down that Friday to meet my parents and join in the festivities for the weekend. It was monumental to see Dad and Arnold walk the course together as they did in college and both having a place in history; Dad for baseball and Arnold for his golf career. After the ceremony and dinner and hours of golf trivia, I was leaving the next morning. Dad and I were in the parking lot as Arnold walked up to say goodbye. I had a sinking feeling as I noticed my keys locked inside the old Toyota. Dad looked at me with daggers as Arnold said, "not a problem.."He took the back triangular glass window in both hands and started to pull hard. It shattered in his hands! I thought my father was going to kill me on the spot. I will never forget the death stare as we realized who was holding the broken glass between his fingers and what those blessed fingers were worth. No man was more gracious and helpful than Arnold; Happy Birthday my friend.

    
    

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• Ultimate Gentleman 1992 Ultimate Gentleman 1992

  • by amzielinski
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    I didn’t grow up playing golf, and just recently returned to the game five years after the loss of my wife, Teresa.  At age 14 (1968), I distinctly remember thinking it shouldn’t be that difficult to hit the little white ball with my brand new Northwestern golf clubs.  Bag, clubs and a dozen X-outs set me back about $90.  Sorry, dad, but “Tin Cup” aside, there is a benefit to good equipment, but that’s another story.  The golfer I modeled my swing after was Jack Nicklaus, my favorite golfer for probably twenty-four years.

     

    In 1992 I was fortunate enough to be working at Mauna Lani Resort, which position allowed my wife, Teresa, and I the opportunity to attend the Senior Skins cocktail reception at the Mauna Lani Bay Hotel.  Since my father-in-law’s favorite golfer was Arnold Palmer, we had to capture the moment on film.  Mr. Palmer was entertaining a table of 8, including Jerry Johnston, the Mauna Lani golf pro.  As each woman approached the table, Arnold rose from his seat to greet them.  I don’t recall any of the other men at the table following suit.  I asked Mr. Palmer if he would take a picture with Teresa for her father, and still chuckle remembering him snuggling up to my beautiful, 29-year-old wife.  I only had to caution him once:  “that’s close enough, Arnie”.

     

    That night I do recall seeing Jack Nicklaus and Lee Trevino, ever so briefly.  No one probably expected Raymond Floyd to emerge from his top pick of the oceanfront bungalows, and he did not disappoint.  Maybe the added rest helped Floyd win the skins game, but the man that won my life long admiration was Arnold Palmer.  It was not until that night that I understood the phrase “golf’s ambassador” and the love and loyalty of “Arnie’s Army”.  Forty years from now I will still respect Mr. Palmer for the humility and politeness he displayed.  I can only hope that my children may someday have celebrity heroes as endearing as Arnie.  Thank you, Mr. Palmer.

     

    Sincerely,

    Pvt. Allen Zielinski

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• An autograph for a soldier An autograph for a soldier

  • by Kinglear
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    In 1969 I was a Chaplain's Assistant stationed in Ft. Bliss, Tx. and was on orders for Vietnam, so, I was not in the best of moods.  But one day we had a baptism and it turned out that the Godmother lived in Latrobe, Pa.  It was the father's sister, so, I asked the Lt. if the sister knew Arnold Palmer.  He said that she was friends with his daughter.   So, I had my mother get the covers from my Nov. '68 and April '69 Golf Digests and send them to me.

    Along with the forms I needed to be signed and returned for the baptism, I sent the two Golf Digest covers along with a request that she ask Mr. Palmer to sign them for me.  The forms came back in a couple of weeks.  I assumed that the covers got lost or something.  But, one day I get this envelop and here are the 2 covers, both signed!

    At first I wasn't sure if Mr. Palmer signed them or maybe the girls did it.  However, I was fortunate enough to go to Murifield in Columbus, OH,  when Mr. Palmer was installed and I checked his autograph.  I didn't get the opportunity to meet him that day to ask him, but some day I hope I get a chance to meet him in person, maybe at the TPC in Lebanon, OH.  Then I can maybe get him to sign them in person.

    Always a fan,

    Edward Lear

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• Thank You Thank You

  • by macktheslice
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    In 1967 the Ryder Cup was to be contested at Champions Golf Club, in Houston. My dad an avid and very good golfer was so excited about an event of this stature coming to our beloved Bayou City. Dad was also very excited about taking his 10 year old son to the event.

    I was just starting to play really bad golf, but loved spending any time I could with dad, especially on the course. I was at that awkward age and was a little more than a bit on the shy side.

    While at the event we stopped at a concession stand to get something to drink, when dad looked up and said to me “there’s Arnold Palmer, why don’t you go say hello and get his autograph?” Mr. Palmer was coming out of the clubhouse and was, for the most part, by himself. Unlike Dad who was always able to talk to anyone as if they had known each other forever even if he had never met them, I was much more timid. I was petrified to walk up to and meet someone of Mr. Palmer’s fame, and I tried my best to tell dad that I really didn’t want to go by myself, could he come with me? Actually I was just scared to approach Mr. Palmer, and Dad knew it. Dad, as he always did, urged me to go. He had a way of pushing, in a very loving way, but push he did. Slowly I approached Mr. Palmer, most likely trembling and staring at the ground. I can’t remember what words fumbled out of my mouth, but I will ALWAYS remember what Mr. Palmer did. Here was a man whom I admired, so very much, who took the time to kneel down to my eye level, sign an autograph, thank me for asking and smile as he walked away, as only he could. I have no idea what happened to that autograph, but I have never forgotten how I felt following the encounter. Mr. Palmer made me feel so special that day, as if I was a friend, and that will be a day I will never forget.

    Happy Birthday Mr. Palmer, from a little man you made to feel a bit bigger on a day long ago, with a passing smile and display of attention you need not have shown, but you did. For that I THANK YOU!

    Danny McWilliams

     

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• Never saw him win. Never saw him win.

  • by uamsclay
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    I am 28 years old and have never seen Mr. Palmer win a golf match.  Saying that, Arnold Palmer is, and will always be my favorite golfer of all time.  He is a role model first, and golfer second.  He loves the game in itself, and all the fans in it.  He cares about people of all walks of life, and is competes with all his heart in everything he does.  He is someone that all can look up to, even though his humbleness would disagree.  He is a great person, and I envy those who have met and spent time with him.  Happy Birthday Mr. Palmer. 

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• Awesome Arnie! Awesome Arnie!

  • by Becky
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    Arnold,

    You have always been on my "short list" of people I want to meet in my lifetime....You are in good company..."Billy Graham, Arnold Palmer and Brian Williams."  Even though I have not been able to meet any of you yet....I still have high hopes!  I could not let this opportunity slip away without wishing you a wonderful 80th birthday.  My day will turn 91 in December, and he, too, still enjoys seeing you on t.v.  You have and continue to be an example of sportmanship.  Your love of family, friends, and the wonderful game of golf, is evident.  May God bless you on your birthday and all the ones to follow!  The best years are yet to come!  Happy Happy 80th!

    Becky Lance  Ft. Wayne, Indiana

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• "KING OF CLASS" "KING OF CLASS"

  • by ccarlson
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    I will never forget the hospitality Mr. Palmer extended to me during the '95 British Open.  As a Special Agent with the United States Secret Service, I had the privilege of escorting Mrs. Barbara Bush on a visit to Winnie and Arnold Palmer at the Old Course Hotel.  Mr. Palmer invited me in to watch the golf tournament with him, from the balcony of his suite overlooking the 17th fairway.  His class, charm and graciousness was equalled only by the Bushes for which I had the distinct privilege to serve.  Our golf "pairing" as casual observers will forever be my most favorite memory in golf.

    HAPPY 80TH BIRTHDAY TO THE KING OF GOLF...THE KING OF CLASS!

     

     

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• Flying from Latrobe Flying from Latrobe

  • by wliving
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    In the late fifties and some early sixties, Gulf Oil Corp., serviced the small Latrobe airport usually with the old Lockheed Lodestars. Arnie kept the old Commander there and I believe one of our pilots then, (Woody) flew with him a bit in it. We swapped Gulf stories for Golf stories with Arnie there, passing the time unless our boss RK Mellon gave us the day over at Rolling Rock on the old posh course. We eventually acquired a Jetstar and managed to plop it into Latrobe to service management who lived in Ligonier too. The sixies swept away with time and events but old memories die hard. Happy birthday with a super way to celebrate it. Looking forward to your Tee Off at the Masters. 

    Wayne, Mike, Bob, Oscar, Beau, Red, and the rest of the gang at Gulf Oil at Allegheny County Airport, Pittsburgh, Pa.

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