Part 4 of a 5 Part Series
He got it honest.
His father, George Fisher, was obsessed with golf; he worked tirelessly on his game. On any given day, you would see George Fisher hitting golf balls in front of Barksdale Elementary School, or at the Clarksville Country Club. George Fisher, Mason Rudolph, and Dave Aaron, all good friends, spent hours on the golf course with their sons.
Mickey Fisher did the same thing.
I think as parents, you let your children find their way, while keeping them “between the lines,” and focused on being the best they can be.
Mickey’s youngest son, Ryne, really took to the game of golf; he was always at the golf course with his father and grandfather, playing and practicing. As he got older, it became evident that Ryne was good, and could only get better. I remember Mickey telling me one day, “We’ll see how good he gets when he discovers girls.”
Ryne had many influences in his life on the golf course–Dr. Keith Peterson, Bob Cartwright, Dr. Jim Brannen, Paul Martin, and Country Club Professional Jim Schacht, to name just a few. They all had sons, and they all used the game of golf to teach life lessons.
Golf is a very tight-knit family.
Dr. Keith Peterson spent untold hours on the golf course with Ryne, but that wasn’t unusual for Keith, he did that for every kid he came into contact with. Kids loved playing with “Doc.”
Golf is a gentleman’s game, and he WAS going to be a gentleman.
Mickey and Mary Fisher walked every single step of Ryne Fisher’s golf career. While broadcasting golf tournaments on WJZM, I would see them trailing behind Ryne’s group, while up ahead, standing in the shadows, was George Fisher, hovering like a hawk.
One of my favorite memories of Mickey Fisher, was the day Ryne won the Commanding General’s Golf Tournament at Fort Campbell, KY. The course had been altered for some reason, so the final hole of the tournament was the par five 3rd hole. Ryne was battling a guy from Nashville, TN (we didn’t like him), and it came down to this final hole. Mickey and Mary, George and Myra, and it seemed, every golfer on the planet, were surrounding the green.
What a scene!
When the final putt was holed, this sixteen-year-old kid had beaten the world. Ryne Fisher had just won the same tournament that his grandfather had won years ago. The tears wouldn’t stop flowing. It remains, to this day, one of the greatest golf wins in local history.
I have never seen a father so proud as Mickey Fisher was on that day. I can see him like it was yesterday.
Mickey and Mary Fisher joined their friends, Keith and Sally Peterson, in creating the Clarksville Junior Golf Tour. Every Monday in June, kids from all walks of life converge on a different Clarksville- area golf course, and play golf. The Junior Tour has been so good for so many people, and has produced many champions.
Mickey Fisher was always there.
I can’t drive past Swan Lake Golf Course, and see all those kids on the course, and not try to find Mickey standing in the shadows somewhere. Mickey’s wife, Mary, still works that program. Through the Clarksville Junior Golf Tour, hundreds of Clarksville kids are better today because of people like Mickey Fisher. His impact on that program will remain forever.
Tomorrow, we remember “that” day, and why it hurt so bad, that Mickey Fisher was gone.
The Mickey Fisher Memorial Golf Tournament is Saturday, July 7th, at Cole Park Golf Course.
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