We all need a little help from time to time
My father first started taking me golfing when I was 12 years old. At first I would just ride along with him and hit a few balls when he was on the fairway. I eventually got so anxious to play that he started paying for me to golf along with him. At first I was pretty rough, but then eventually I got the hang of things and even started giving my dad some golf instruction. He was man enough to take the advice and then ended up teaching me things that I didn’t know. I love the way that golfing can bring people together.