Thanks to an insurance policy provided by a California Health Insurance<\/a> agent, the hospitalization of Bob Parr\u2019s golfing buddy was covered.<\/p>\n Bob was kidded about his name whenever he played golf. \u201cHow come you never make pars?\u201d his golfing buddies teased. The truth be known — Bob Parr was a lousy golfer. He shanked or hooked most drives, and popcorned his iron shots. He missed putts less than four inches in length. \u201cI\u2019ve never seen anybody do that,\u201d remarked Bob\u2019s friend John P. Knotworth. But on the 12th hole, a par-three dogleg, the unfortunate Knotworth was standing about fifty feet down the fairway when Bob Parr struck his fateful tee shot with an ancient driver. Knotworth was way off to the side and seemingly safely out of Bob\u2019s line of fire. The golf ball, a brand new dimpled Titleist, had other ideas. Struck hard by big Bob, who stood six foot six (more…)<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Thanks to an insurance policy provided by a California Health Insurance agent, the hospitalization of Bob Parr\u2019s golfing buddy was covered. Bob was kidded about his name whenever he played golf. \u201cHow come you never make pars?\u201d his golfing buddies…<\/span><\/p>\n