Hi Bucket, what was Homers job a Boeing? I always thought that Homer
was a chief designer of the B17 and an engineer. Don Lucus, a first class
engineer, told me that Homer wrote the Golfing Machine in the engineers
method at the time where every statement had to be verified. Evidently
engineers don't write that way anymore, but shows that Homer thought
in terms of engineering. Homer must has had a lot of engineers savy due
to his knowledge of flail, CF, venturi affects etc. I love the guy and his
works no matter what his education, but would be interested work status
at Boeing. I guess that I have missinformed people telling them that Homer
was a designer on the B17 and that the Boeing executives asked Homer
to figure out the golf swing and this is where Homer got his start on Golf.
So the deal is basically this . . . not only did Homer Kelley in my opinion have the secret of golf (or many secrets) . . . he also had a bit of LIFE's secret too. Homer was a man that just loved to learn and figure stuff out . . . it was a labor of love I would say. I mean if you think about the ROI on right 6 versions of one book that took 40 years to write??? That's love. I think he was actually given a series of golf lessons by his boss because he gave him a hard time about playing the game. So Homer was like "OK what the heck." And he was pretty much hooked after he broke 80 and couldn't figure out why he did it. And the rest as they say is history.
So what do you get out of golf and life? I know you man . . . you got those holes in those irons . . . that ain't nothing but love. That's how to get fullfillment outta your life . . . find something you love to do . . . and if you can figure out how to get paid doing that to boot . . . you got a lot of life licked. If you want to feel good about your life get interested in something and be passionate about it. Be consumed by it. Just make sure it's not the stuff that Mike O's into.
Many people would think that somebody who hit balls into a piece of carpet until the dimples wore off in his garage was a looney toon. I guarantee you he wouldn't have traded it for the world. He probably loved every minute of it. And it's a damn good thing for all of us that he did. I understand. And with those holes in your iron faces . . . I bet you do too.
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