I believe it was in the early 1970's, sometime around the
completion of my Frenchman's Creek golf course, that I became
acquainted with Keith. He was a tall young golfer from West
Virginia, and he came to me seeking advice about his golf
swing. Over a period of time, we became fast friends and shared
many fine experiences together.
Keith was good with words and had an inquiring mind, and,
in the process of picking my brain constantly, I think Keith
helped me solidify my beliefs pertaining to a golf swing.
As a consequence, Keith became a fine teacher. I know that
I taught Keith a great deal of what I knew about a golf swing,
and I'm confident that his personal experiences have added
a great deal to what I taught him.
Rather strangely to me, Keith is about the only guy who has
tried to pick my brain about golf over a period of time. Maybe
"they" don't think I know anything, or perhaps "they"
knew it all themselves. But Keith, in my opinion, became such
a competent instructor that when I had trouble from time to
time with my own swing, I didn't go to Leadbetter, Haney,
or Ballard - I used Keith.
Keith and I made a very nice television film together in New
Mexico and did some very successful golf schools for Golf
Magazine. Keith's been a good friend for a long time, and
I will never forget those long nights of listening to good
music, tearing apart a golf swing, and sipping a few Dewars.