Adventures in golf

A friend of mine got me started in golf. Of course, it's a difficult endeavor as I have not one athletic bone in my body. For this very reason alone, I enrolled in golf class. Thank God. But I do feel sorry for Ken, the golf teacher. I had my second lesson on Saturday and I have learned soooo much...but of course that it's so much that I forget a lot of it by the next class. Poor Ken. Here are some pics (and a good idea of what poor Ken has to work with).