Robert, Paula & Me
ROBERT, PAULA AND ME Bob and Paula had been living together for the last three years and were my best friends. We played golf together about every week-end and I was at their house about as much as I was my own apartment. Paula was a petite little red head with green eyes and a nice trim little figure. Despite that small frame, she was a dominate type person and could hit a golf ball as far as any woman on the LPGA, except she didn’t always know which direction it was going. Bob was about my size, 5’11’ and 175 lbs or so, and his golf game was better than mine, but we played pretty much even most of the time. There was no doubt that Paula called the shots in that household and …