Caddying at the Municipal Golf Course was another way to make a little money. The "Muni" as it was called, was the poorest and less expensive of the golf courses in the Fort Worth area and there was no membership requirement to play. The Colonial Golf Course was a private club and very exclusive. The Muni caddies were all white, and all the caddies at all the other clubs were black. White kids normally caddied until they were 16 to 18 years old, while the blacks made a lifetime career out of it and became real experts. Since the white kids were less skilled, the competition was lax enough that I could get some work. The rules for caddies were enforced by a caddy master, who would fine a caddy 25 cents for breaking arule. Any number of boyd could work by just showing up. The first rule was that when a player came out to choose a caddy, all caddies formed a straight line facing the caddy master, who stood near the middle of the line. If a caddy moved his eyes or turned his head as the player moved along the line, it was a 25 cent fine. If you were chosen, you were not permitted to say the first word to the player, only speak when spoken to. Seminary Hill was nearly due south of downtown, and the Mini was southwest about the same distance, with the population living along the street car lines to Seminary Hill and the T.C.U. line near the Muni course. To ride a street car meant taking an hour ride downtown, transferring to a T.C.U. car at seventh and Houson, thence another hour to T.C.U. By walking the five miles between the two lines, more or less across open country, I could save 45 minutes, plus the car fare. If I reached the golf course between dawn and sunup in the summertime, I had a good chance of making 18 holes before 10:00 AM, for which I was paid between 70 cents and $1.00. No one played during the hottest part of the day during which time we caddies loafed, rested and had a few fistfights. With luck, I could make another 18 holes after 4:00 PM, finishing up by dusk. After 36 holes caddying and walking five miles, I sometimes had $1.40 to $2.00 cash. I would spend the 7 cent car fare and ride the street car via Seventh and Houston to the Hemphill car back to Seminary Hill. My father would have whatever we had for supper warm for me, and it was the proudest moment of my life when I could walk in, with the family gathered around, and lay my money down on the kitchen table for the family.
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