I was thirteen when we moved back to Los Angeles and my father and uncle taught golf to my cousin and me. Not the full course, but not miniature golf, a shortened course, at Rancho. She hated it, I loved it. Anyway, my dad and I became part of Arnie's Army at our local golf course, Rancho Park. Those were fairly early days for him too. There were stands at some of the last holes, and crowds crowding.
Have long liked the man.
Rest in Peace, Arnie.
I see I can't copy the link, grr @mac. Anyway, that must have been in '61 that we followed him around the course, I gather his first time there, but I'd been to other tournaments earlier.. He might have been there earlier, but wiki doesn't say so, and I forget exactly when my father and I went to some actual tournaments.