April 9, 2017 First Masters Memory
It was Sunday, April 14th, 1996 and I was seated next to my Dad in our living room. I was 13 at the time, and we watched a lot of sports together. My Dad and I watched Greg Norman lose a 6...
March 30, 2017 Memories from the Masters
My memories of the masters span two decades. One of the most memorable was last year, in 2016, when I had the chance to get to know some of the patrons. They were thrilled to be there, some for the...