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Harvey Penick's Little Red Book: Lessons and Teachings from a Lifetime of Golf (Paperback)
by Harvey Penick with Bud Shrake
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Author: Harvey Penick with Bud Shrake
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Pub. in: May, 1992
ISBN: 0671759922
Pages: 176
Measurements: 7.7 x 5.6 x 0.7 inches
Origin of product: USA
Order code: BA00392
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One of the widely acclaimed golf classics you can't afford to miss if you're seriously interested in improving your game. |
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Obviously, this is a classic on golf. Only Five Lessons: The Modern Fundamentals of Golf by Ben Hogan and How to Play Your Best Golf All the Time by Tommy Armour can claim the same status and reputation in terms of its impact in the golf world.
In this golfer's book you will find instruction, philosophy, and history - all woven masterfully together in the form of stories. Whether it's the lengthy section where Harvey gives his thoughts in the grip, or the extremely terse paragraph explaining why he never joined the tour, Penick uses the right words at the right times.
But what makes this book a timeless class is the things that go beyond golf. There is a connection between good game and good character, as Harvey Penick believed. He was a man that is hard to find in this day and age. He was kind, courteous, believed in God, was faithful to his wife, and did not complain when life got tough for him. You will learn a lot of golf in "simple" ways that you can understand without having to read a thesis about the swing. That is why Harvey Penick was so successful and why every decent golfer wanted a lesson from him. Some day I would love to meet him. You will shed a tear when you finish reading his 4 books. You will wish there was more. You will be a better golfer, but a much better person if you live life as Harvey Penick did. What has just been said is reinforced by another reviewer: “But this book is about more than fixing the problems of you golf game. This book is about life. If I had never improved my golf game one iota, I can say that I still got more from this book to help me with my personal life than I ever could from another self-help book. His teaching and his lifestyle were simple. His outlook on life had one important credo, “Take Dead Aim!" With his teachings and those words as my mantra, I have not only improved the quality of my golf game but I have improved the quality of my life. This book is a testament to the fact that not all things in life can be had by making more money than the other guy, but rather by finding what you like to do (play golf), work at being the best you can be (practice), and then treating others as you would be treated were you in their shoes. A must have for not only any golfer interested in improving their game, but for anyone. He says himself that these words are nothing more that the thoughts and teachings of an over-grown caddy, but believe me this is one caddy with the wisdom that can only come from years being true to himself and the game he loved.” MSL therefore highly recommends this book not only to golfers for the expert techniques and advice to improve their game, but also to non-golfers for a unique perspective on golf as a sport, a life philosophy, and how you can live a more fulfilled life choosing to do things you like.
Target readers:
Both pros and beginners and people who are interested in the game.
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Harvey Penick (1904-1995), golfer, the youngest of five sons of Daniel, a city employee, and Molly Miller Penick, was born in Austin on October 23, 1904. At age eight he began caddying at the Austin Country Club; at thirteen he became an assistant professional; and in 1923, upon graduating from Austin High School, became head professional of the club, then located at the site that became Hancock Park. In 1929 he married Helen Holmes, of Whitesboro, and they had a daughter and a son. A solid competitor in regional tournaments, Penick often claimed that watching young sensation Sam Snead convinced him to concentrate on teaching. From 1931 to 1963 Penick coached, mostly without pay, the University of Texas golf team to twenty-two Southwest Conferenceqv titles and from 1932 to 1934 was president of the Texas chapter of the Professional Golfers Association. He moved to ACC's Riverside Drive location in 1950, retired to Golf professional emeritus status in 1971, and in 1984 relocated with the club to its present site on Lake Austin. A broken back in 1972 resulted in degenerative arthritis and increasing immobility and pain in later years. He died on April 2, 1995, at his home near ACC. Penick was part of the first American generation to succeed the English and Scottish professionals who brought the game to the United States. His conversation was frequently flavored with firsthand references to Jimmie N. Demaret, Mildred "Babe" Didrickson Zaharias,qv Walter Hagen, and other pioneers of the big-money professional tour. His regional, national, and then international fame, however, came as a teacher, who mastered and conveyed the fundamentals to beginners, duffers, and tournament professionals, including Texans Ben Crenshaw and Tom Kite and six of the thirteen members of the Ladies Professional Golfers Association Hall of Fame. His instruction emphasized clear communication, devoid of complex analysis and attuned to each pupil's makeup. His use of real-life images, like swinging a bucket of water, allowed him to "guide learning" rather than dictate. Among others, Tommy Armour, often considered the greatest teacher, bestowed that title on Penick. In the 1930s Penick began recording observations in a red Scribbletex notebook, tabbed according to subject, i.e., "hooks," "slices," "putting." Intended strictly as a teaching aid, he decided to confide its contents to writer Bud Shrake. The result, despite Penick's deteriorating physical condition, was the collaborative Harvey Penick's Little Red Book (1992), the all-time best-selling sports book that remained on the New York Times best-seller list for fifty-four weeks. There followed two more books (with Shrake), And If You Play Golf You're My Friend (1993) and For All Who Love the Game: Lessons and Teachings for Women (1995), instructional tapes, a teaching facility named for him, and three lines of clubs. He was inducted into both the Texas Golf Hall of Fame (1979) and the Texas Sports Hall of Fameqv (1984), was the PGA's first National Teacher of the Year (1989), and received a posthumous resolution in the Texas House of Representatives (1995).
(By James A. Wilson)
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Harvey Penick's life in golf began when he started caddying at the Austin, (Texas), Country Club at age eight. Eighty-one years later he is still there, still dispensing wisdom to pros and beginners alike. His stature in the golf world is reflected in the remarkable array of champions he's worked with, both men and women, including U.S. Open champion and golf's leading money winner Tom Kite, Masters champion Ben Crenshaw, and LPGA Hall of Famers Mickey Wright, Betsy Rawls, and Kathy Whitworth. It is not for nothing that the Teacher of the Year Award given by the Golf Teachers Association is called the Harvey Penick Award.
Now, after sixty years of keeping notes on the things he's seen and learned and on the golfing greats he's taught, Penick is finally letting his Little Red Book (named for the red notebook he's always kept) be seen by the golf world. His simple, direct, practical wisdom pares away all the hypertechnical jargon that's grown up around the golf swing, and lets all golfers, whatever their level, play their best. He avoids negative words; when Tom Kite asked him if he should "choke down" on the club for a particular shot, Harvey told him to "grip down" instead, to keep the word "choke" from entering his mind. He advises golfers to have dinner with people who are good putters; their confidence may rub off, and it's certainly better than listening to bad putters complain. And he shows why, if you've got a bad grip, the last thing you want is a good swing.
Throughout, Penick's love of golf and, more importantly, his love of teaching shine through. He gets as much pleasure from watching a beginner get the ball in the air for the first time as he does when one of his students wins the U.S. Open.
Harvey Penick's Little Red Book is an instant classic, a book to rank with Ben Hogan's Modern Fundamentals of Golf and Tommy Armour's How to Play Your Best Golf All the Time.
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Chapter 1 My Little Red Book
An old pro told me that originality does not consist of saying what has never been said before; it consists of saying what you have to say that you know to be the truth.
More than sixty years ago, I began writing notes and observations in what I came to call my Little Red Book. Until recently I had never let anyone read my Little Red Book except my son, Tinsley. My wife, Helen, could have read it, of course, but a lifetime spent living with a grown-up caddie like me provided Helen with all the information about golf that she cares to know.
My intention was to pass my Little Red Book on to Tinsley, who is the head professional at Austin Country Club. Tinsley was named to that post in 1973, when I retired with the title of Head Professional Emeritus after holding the job for fifty years.
With the knowledge in this little book to use as a reference, it would be easier for Tinsley to make a good living teaching golf no matter what happens when I am gone.
Tinsley is a wonderful teacher on his own and has added insights to this book over the years. But there is only one copy of the red Scribbletex notebook that I wrote in. I kept it locked in my briefcase. Most of my club members and the players who came to me for help heard about my Little Red Book as it slowly grew into what is still a slender volume considering that all the important truths I have learned about golf are written in its pages. Many asked to read the book. I wouldn't show it to Tommy Kite, Ben Crenshaw, Betsy Rawls, Kathy Whitworth, Betty Jameson, Sandra Palmer or any of the others, no matter how much I loved them.
What made my Little Red Book special was not that what was written in it had never been said before. It was that what it says about playing golf has stood the test of time.
I see things written about the golf swing that I can't believe will work except by accident. But whether it is for beginners, medium players, experts or children, anything I say in my book has been tried and tested with Success.
One morning last spring I was sitting in my golf cart under the trees on the grass near the veranda at Austin Country Club. I was with my nurse, Penny, a patient young woman who drives us in my golf cart a few blocks from home to the club on days when I feel well enough for the journey. I don't stay more than an hour or two on each visit, and I don't go more than three or four times a week because I don't want the members to think of me as a ghost that refuses to go away.
I don't want to cut into the teaching time of any of our fine club professionals, either. I can see Jackson Bradley out teaching on the practice line, and there are moments when I might want to make a suggestion, but I don't do it.
However, I can't refuse to help when my old friend Tommy Kite, the leading money winner in the history of the game, walks over to my golf cart and asks if I will watch him putt for a while. Tommy asks almost shyly, as if afraid I might not feel strong enough. His request makes my heart leap with joy. I spend nights staring at the ceiling, thinking of what I have seen Tommy doing in tournaments on television, and praying that he will come see me. If Tommy wants, I will break my rule that I never visit the club on weekends, and will have Penny drive me to the putting green to meet with Tommy on Saturday and Sunday morning, as well as on Thursday and Friday. I know it exasperates Penny that I would rather watch Tommy putt than eat the lunch she has to force on me.
Or I may be sitting in my cart in the shade enjoying the spring breeze and the rolling greenery of our beautiful golf course, with the blue water of Lake Austin sparkling below, as good and peaceful a place as I know on this earth, and the young touring pro Cindy Figg-Currier may stop and say hello and eventually work up the nerve to ask if I will look at her putting stroke.
Certainly I will. I get as much pleasure out of helping a rising young pro like Cindy as I do a celebrated hero like Tommy.
Don Massengale of the Senior Tour had phoned me at home the night before for a long-distance putting lesson. I can't hear very well on the phone, and Helen had to interpret, shouting back and forth as I tried to straighten out Don's grip.
Earlier my old friend Ben Crenshaw, the Masters champion who had grown up with Tommy Kite in the group of boys that I taught at the old Austin Country Club across town, dropped by our home for a visit and brought his wife and daughter to see Helen and me. Ben is one of the greatest players of all time, a natural. When he was a boy I wouldn't let him practice too much for fear that he might find out how to do something wrong. Ben has his own course, designed by Ben and his partner, at the Barton Creek Country Club layout, a ten-minute drive away from us. It pleases me deeply when Ben drops by to sit on the couch or when he phones me from some tournament.
Ben hasn't been gone long before the doorbell rings and it's one of our members, Gil Kuykendall, who brings Air Force General Robin Olds into the living room and asks if I will give the general a lesson on the rug from my wheelchair. They are entered in a tournament, and the general has played golf only a few times. Can I teach him? In the living room? In half an hour?
General Olds is a jolly good fellow, thick through the chest. He was a football star at West Point. He has those big muscles that, as Bobby Jones said, can bend a bar but are no use in swinging a golf club.
I fit the general with a strong grip and teach him a very short swing. Just about waist high to waist high. This man is too muscle-bound to make a full swing, but he is strong enough to advance the ball decently with a short swing. He won't break 100 in the tournament, but he will make it around the golf course.
When the member and the general leave, Helen and Penny scold me. I am wearing myself out, they say. They remind me that before Ben dropped by, a girl who is hoping to make the University of Texas team had come to talk to me about her progress, and I had asked questions for an hour. It's true that I have grown tired as the day became evening. But my mind is excited. My heart is thrilled. I have been teaching. Nothing has ever given me greater pleasure than teaching. I received as much joy from coaxing a first-time pupil, a woman from Paris, into hitting the ball into the air so that she could go back to France and play golf with her husband as I did from watching the development of all the fine players I have been lucky enough to know.
When one of my less talented pupils would, under my guidance, hit a first-class shot, I would say, "I hope that gives you as much pleasure as it does me." I would get goose pimples on my arms and a prickly feeling on my neck from the joy of being able to help.
Every time I found something about the swing or the stance or the mental approach that proved to be consistently successful, I wrote it down in my Little Red Book.
Occasionally I added impressions of champions I have known, from Walter Hagen and Bobby Jones to Ben Hogan, Byron Nelson and Sam Snead to Jack Nicklaus and Arnold Palmer to Kite and Crenshaw, as well as Rawls, Whitworth, Jameson, Mickey Wright, Sandra Palmer and many other distinguished players.
I prefer to teach with images, parables and metaphors that plant in the mind the seeds of shotmaking. These, too, went into the notebook - if they proved successful.
Many professional writers inquired during my long career as a teacher if they might write a book for me on how to play golf.
I always politely declined. For one thing, I never regarded myself as any kind of genius. I was a humble student and teacher of the game. What I was learning was not for the purpose of promoting myself in the public eye. I was never interested in money. What I was learning was to be shared only with my pupils, and ultimately the knowledge would belong to my son, Tinsley, and my daughter, Kathryn.
But on this soft spring morning that I mentioned earlier, with squirrels playing in the grass around the wheels of my cart, and a shiny black grackle prowling in the branches above me, I was sitting there wondering if I was being selfish.
May be it was wrong to hoard the knowledge I had accumulated. Maybe I had been granted these eighty-seven years of life and this wonderful career in order that I should pass on to everyone what I had learned. This gift had not been given me to keep secret.
A writer, Bud Shrake, who lives in the hills near the club, came to visit with me under the trees on this particular morning.
Penny gave Bud her seat in my cart. We chatted a few minutes about his brother, Bruce, who was one of my boys during the thirty-three years I was the golf coach at the University of Texas. Then it burst out of me.
"I want to show you something that nobody except Tinsley has ever read," I said.
I unlocked my briefcase and handed him my Little Red Book.
I asked if he might help me get it in shape to be published.
Bud went into the golf shop and brought Tinsley out to my cart.
I asked Tinsley if he thought we should share our book with a larger crowd than the two of us.
Tinsley had a big grin on his face.
"I've been waiting and hoping for you to say that," he said.
So that morning under the trees we opened my Little Red Book.
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J. Hardy IV (MSL quote), USA
<2007-01-09 00:00>
Ben Crenshaw doubled over and openly wept after holing out to win the 1995 Masters tournament. His golf teacher, friend, and father figure Harvey Penick had passed away shortly before the tourney. Ben felt that Harvey was `guiding' him in the final rounds, and the emotions finally overtook him. The impact of the moment was very touching, but it wasn't until I finished Harvey's Little Red book that I began to understand the poignancy of the connection. The 90-year-old Penick had taught Ben since Ben was 7. The little red book of the title is the notebook, journal, and freeform diary of Mr. Penick. Compiled from golf observations throughout his life, it was only in his waning years that he agreed to allow anyone to see it. What a treat and a privilege it was to read. This is a wonderful piece of literature. Having recently completed Hogan and Armour's instructional guides, this was an excellent follow up. Not nearly as meticulously mechanical and cold as Hogan, nor as blandly wandering as Armour, Penick's actual instruction is extremely straightforward in its scope. I also think that the longer one has played golf the greater one appreciates this work. Not written strictly for the beginner, as the other two books are, Harvey comments not only on instruction and mechanics, but also course design, tournaments, hustlers, metaphorical imagery, and caddying in the early part of the century. Throughout the book, his love of teaching and his immense pride in his pupils continues to carry the theme, allowing one to understand the connection he had with his students. Having become extremely weary of the cloying media and corporate anointment of T. Woods, reading about golf as seen through Harvey Penick's eyes was a much-needed tonic. Highly recommended. |
Gerard Bolton (MSL quote), USA
<2007-01-09 00:00>
I just got through reading Harvey Penick's Little Red Book. I enjoyed it so much that I had to apologize about my delay in submitting a positive comment on the seller's feedback page. But the book was that enjoyable! I read the book because I was told it is a good example in marketing and business management ideals. I don't even play golf! I was able to apply Harvey Penick's words to attitudes and approaches to life though! He not only teaches what he has learned about golf during his long rich life, but he also teaches a philosophy in how to live one's life. His methods of evaluating the actions of his students and sharing what he has learned in an effort to improve their lives is obvious to me. He refuses to use negative impressions in his teachings. Instead, he accentuates the positive. He educates by guiding his students instead of "teaching" them. I love his ability to teach with images, parables and metaphors. His chapter "First Things First" about the golfer who wanted to get out of sand traps is great! After all, the problem is not always what you think. I challenge anyone to read Harvey Penick's Little Red Book and share with me how they can apply his knowledge to their business and personal lives. Whether you play golf or not, this book is good reading! |
Brian Silver (MSL quote), USA
<2007-01-09 00:00>
Yes, that's right. I said it is one of the greatest books ever written on golf and I stand by that. I first read it years ago, and ya know when I read it most recently? Last week! My golf game was struggling, anyone who plays knows there is so much technical jargon to think about, and once all these thoughts enter your head, you're done for! That's where the legend Mr. Penick comes in. Forget about rotating this part of your body 90 degrees and your ankle must be at a 32 degree angle and so forth. Take dead aim! Get the negativity out of your head, remember a few SIMPLE methods to hit the ball, and as Taylor Made once advertised, Find Your Game! My game was gone... I was hopeless and didn't know what to do with myself... I saw the book on my shelf, read it (very easy read), and my next opponent better be ready! If you love golf, and you wanna read a book that just makes sense (and provides a lot of inspiration) this book is highly recommended. A man's entire life experience with the game he loved is in this book... treat it with respect... heed the words... and the next putt you drop you might find yourself looking up at the heavens saying "thank you Harvey!" |
Mark Wilsonwood (MSL quote), USA
<2007-01-09 00:00>
In evaluating this book, it's important to note what it is, and what it isn't. It isn't a straightforward instructional book. It's very non-linear; for example, the grip is not discussed until page 30, and the stance until page 110. Instead, this is more a book of collected observations about the game, its pleasures and pains, its pitfalls and secrets for success, and its personalities.
Another thing it is not: a classically well-written book. After all, Harvey was a golf teacher, not an author (it appears that - to his credit - co-author Shrake allows Harvey's voice to come through, instead of completely rewriting his thoughts). What ultimately results is a slim volume full of both anecdotes and helpful tips (I have worked my way out of swing problems many times by going back to the Little Red Book).
A complete instructional guide to the game? No. This is a modest work - very appropriate to the quiet and gentle man who taught a U.S. Open champion, a Masters champion, and hundreds or thousands of lesser- known golfers whose ability and appreciation for the game were enhanced by their having known Harvey Penick.
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