I Never Rooted Against An Opponent, But

From The Beginning It Was Drilled Into Me That A Golf Course Was A Place Where Character Fully Reveals Itself -- Both Its Strengths And Its Flaws. As A Result, I Learned Early Not Only To Fix My Ball Marks But Also To Congratulate An Opponent On A Good Shot, Avoid Walking Ahead Of A Player Preparing To Shoot, Remain Perfectly Still When Someone Else Was Playing, And A Score Of Other Small Courtesies That Revealed, In My Father's Mind, One's Abiding Respect For The Game.

Hit It Hard, Go Find It And Hit It Hard Again.

Putting Is Like Wisdom - Partly A Natural Gift And Partly The Accumulation Of Experience.

My Grandson Sam Saunders Has Been Playing Golf Since He Could Hold A Club And I Spent A Lot Of Time With Him Over The Years. Like My Father Taught Me, I Showed Him The Fundamentals Of The Game And Helped Him Make Adjustments As He And His Game Matured Over The Years.

I Worked For Dad On The Grounds And I Was In High School And I Said I Wanted To Go To College, And He Said, Well, You Figure It Out. He Said I Will Pay For Your College But You're Going To Go To St. Vincent. St. Vincent College Right Here. That's About As Much As I Can Afford, You Work Here, Right Here At Home. I Said, What If I Can Get Somewhere Else? And He Said If I Can Get There, That's Your Call.