WHATEVER HAPPENED TO PUTT PUTT?
My son Teddy had his birthday party at Putt-Putt on Northfield Road in 1990. I think that’s the last time I played Putt-Putt — official Putt-Putt. There are only 23 Putt-Putt courses in the United States.
There was a Chinese miniature golf course on Libby Road at Broadway Avenue. It had a Buddha that went up and down. My high school friends and I couldn’t get enough of that course.
Arnold Palmer Miniature Golf . . . Just had to say that.
I would like to live long enough to play Putt-Putt with my grandchildren. First, I need grandchildren. I want to stay healthy enough to bend down and pick up the ball. That’s the hardest part of miniature golf.
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After Syracuse University’s shutdown with the overall campus strike, etc., in May, 1970 some things resumed to various levels of normality within a week or so. I had a laid-back Phys. Ed. Instructor who said we could complete the class and get a grade if we’d participate in several sports-related activities, and I walked way down Erie Boulevard (probably at lest three or four miles) to play a round or two of miniature golf at the Putt Putt course there. I had to get the attendant to write something proving I was there and I might still have the score card(s?). I needed this to graduate, so it was Putt Putt to the rescue!
Thank you, Kenneth, for using “normality” in your comment.
I think the hardest part of putt-putt is having to use those tiny green pencils.
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