Whether I like it or not, my upbringing in golf did not put me on course to become a PGA Tour player like I dreamt of, rather I was on a trajectory of becoming a PGA Professional. I grew up just outside of Princeton, New Jersey and spent every summer in high school at the local municipal golf course, Mercer Oaks. My dad would drop me off at the course in the morning before work and my mom would pick me up after work. I spent every day chipping, pitching, and putting if I didn’t have another $4 for another bucket of balls, or kicking the machine for a couple more balls to hit. I would get paired with an organized threesome and walk 18 holes with them. We spent 4 hours together on the course and I would then join them in the bar for a turkey club and iced tea after the round. Some days I would play 36 holes and my mom would watch me walk off the 18th green as I would be chatting it up with a group of 60 year old guys that I just met hours earlier but you would swear I knew them for years given the way we interacted. I spent 4 consecutive summers with this schedule and I loved every minute of it. Being paired with random groups made me comfortable communicating and interacting with people from different walks of life which is imperative as a PGA Professional but in general, helped me grow as a person.
I thought for sure there would be something about going to Lottie’s with your current co-workers in this article, because if those aren’t awesome memories, I don’t know what are… keep up the good work, twizzy.
I thought for sure there would be something about going to Lottie’s with your current co-workers in this article, because if those aren’t awesome memories, I don’t know what are… keep up the good work, twizzy.