I am sure millions of other fans, in addition to myself, are interested in these vital questions. I sleep better at night knowing that Ford Frump is in the Whale House.
GERALD E. SELTZER
I feel a warm surge of emotion every time I read a story dealing with a sport that is close to my heart. I felt this when I read the great piece by Joan Gould about Long Island Sound sailboat racing (Wind from the Northeast, Aug. 12).
The descriptions of the race were very accurate and familiar, right down to the roast beef sandwich from the delicatessen. The descriptions of the northeaster were equally true. I thank you for a story that a wonderful group of people can identify with.
FAIR AND FREAKY
In his article on the 1968 PGA Championship (The Junkman Cools It, July 29), Dan Jenkins indicated that Aronimink Golf Club of Newtown Square, Pa. is considered a "freaky" golf course. I have been playing golf for about 30 years now, and it has always been my impression that to be classified as freaky a golf course must have some rather odd features, such as creeks wandering through fairways, trees in the middle of fairways, traps or unusual dogleg holes, all of which contribute to the necessity to play other than a standard, normal type of golf. Aronimink has no creeks at all, no trees in any fairway, no traps in any fairway, no dogleg holes that can be driven over or through and no par-4s more than 450 yards in length. It is a course that measures less than 7,000 yards from the back tees and is scenically quite attractive.
I would rather assume that your golf editor has never laid eyes on Aronimink and obtained his misinformation from some disgruntled "pro" attempting to excuse his own ineptness. However, look at the damage that has been done. In the Philadelphia area one does not belong to a freaky golf club, as that is just not the thing to do.
H. L. MURRAY JR.