Arnold Palmer
Met Arnold Palmer in a Port-o-Potty
I attended the Senior Classic outside of Pittsburgh, Pa., (first time ever on a golf course). At the ninth hole, I decided I had to go to the bathroom and snuck down a hill to a Port-o-Potty. When I opened the door to exit, Arnold Palmer was standing there waiting. I looked up the hill and saw two huge security guards wondering who I was. Anyway, I say, "Hey to Arnold, got his photo-really" and trotted up the hill. I guess I wasn't supposed to use the Port-o-Potty.