Cheeky Chappie!
After mowing lawns, the 2nd job that I ever had was as a caddy at Manufacturers’ Golf and Country Club in Oreland, PA. At age 15, I knew nothing about golf, but was able to convince the caddymaster that I could at least haul 2 bags around and put up with some rich 25+ handicap golfers.
I never got to caddy for somebody like this chap, Max Miller. He looks like a Rodney Dangerfield and a Benny Hill rolled up into one. Maybe I just chose the wrong country club. Not many cowboy types at “Manny’s”…just a lot of frustrated angry old men.
