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Getting Up & Down: My 60 Years in Golf (SIGNED)
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Getting Up & Down: My 60 Years in Golf (SIGNED) Hardcover - 2004

by Venturi, Ken

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  • Hardcover
  • Signed
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Illinois : Triumph Books, 2004. Book. Fine. Hardcover. Signed by Author(s). 1st Edition. 4to - over 9¾ - 12" tall. The book is signed by Ken Venturi along with the words "Best Wishes" in black sharpie on the first page. .
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  • Title Getting Up & Down: My 60 Years in Golf (SIGNED)
  • Author Venturi, Ken
  • Binding Hardcover
  • Edition 1st Edition
  • Condition Used - Fine
  • Pages 272
  • Volumes 1
  • Language ENG
  • Publisher Triumph Books, Illinois
  • Date 2004
  • Illustrated Yes
  • Bookseller's Inventory # 079173
  • ISBN 9781572436060 / 1572436069
  • Weight 1.43 lbs (0.65 kg)
  • Dimensions 9.32 x 6.34 x 1.06 in (23.67 x 16.10 x 2.69 cm)
  • Library of Congress Catalog Number 2003066301
  • Dewey Decimal Code B

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