Tom's biggest golf dream came true.
He played Augusta National last Friday.
(The home of the Masters Tournament, green jacket and a bit of mystery.)
Oooh.. I love mysterious things.
How about this ......You can't ask to become a member..you are chosen. You may receive an invitation by mail with one question: Would you like to join Augusta National-- check yes or no?
It is considered bad taste to even ask members how they were selected.
No phones on the premise, except in your room.
It sounds like the makings of a Dan Brown novel.
From our first year of marriage, Tom has been talking about trying to go see the Masters one day.
The winner's trophy.
It lists the first and second place finishers each year.
Locker room....pretty basic.
The foursome.
Bill, Vern, Johnny and Tom
Bill, Vern, Johnny and Tom
Hole #11
These two were given instructions (from Kaci and I) to take a lot of pictures and they
surprisingly did a pretty good job with their little camera.
surprisingly did a pretty good job with their little camera.
Below, is Tom's caddy "Fad". Poor guy wasn't quite up to the job that day.
He kept trying to talk Bill and Tom out of golfing more holes.
Tom about had to give Fad a piggy back ride because he huffing and puffing.
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This was for birdie.....but he missed |
They even had the chance to spend the night on the grounds in one of these cottages.
Pretty simple and classy.
Pretty simple and classy.
Still shocked they took the time to take these pictures.
I always wonder how they keep up golf course grounds so meticulously.
This is how the mowing is maintained daily at Augusta.
These mowers follow each other around in a special formation for about 2 hours and voila!
These mowers follow each other around in a special formation for about 2 hours and voila!
