Yesterday I took Hunter my 9 year old nephew to the golf course for his first real game of golf.
Patience was the order of the day. There was fascination with the golf cart, ball washer, tees, club cleaning, water drinking but somehow there was a real disconnect to the actual game of golf.
Hunter did connect a few shots and seems to have fun.
Hunter was quiet the gentleman though and appreciated for the most part the reverence us adults had for the game.
After 4 hours and 9 holes we decide to have a hot dog and call it a day.
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