In the last newsletter (April) – I asked anyone who had an interesting Master’s Experience to email it to us.
Got one wanted to share with everyone:
A Masters Experience
|From||g p gp1950@****|
Tim – In “Practice tip 162” you asked to hear about our experiences. Here’s mine from the 1970 Masters.
In 1970, I was an Army private stationed at Fort Gordon, GA, just outside of Augusta. I was fortunate to earn a three-day pass during the weekend of the Masters Golf Tournament. I talked to my sergeant about getting tickets, and he suggested that I put on my dress uniform, and go to the tournament. I figured I had nothing to lose, and was totally surprised when they let me in for free.
I walked the course looking for pairings that didn’t have a lot of crowds. I found a group to follow, and was enjoying watching their games from hole to hole. After following them for three holes, one of the golfers waved for me to come over and join them. It was Tom Weiskopf. We introduced ourselves, and I almost fainted when he asked if I wanted to walk along with them. This was the second round of the Masters, and I was walking Augusta National with tour pros, talking with Tom Weiskopf.
I had to move over to the fan areas whenever we were around cameras and crowds, but I spent the rest of the round with them. I was in awe of their golf swings and shots, the golf course, the colors, how green it was, how quiet it could be. But I will never forget the opportunity that Mr. Weiskopf gave me. We talked about golf, about me being a caddie, and about what my immediate future might hold.
Rounds three and four I was back at the gate in my full dress uniform, and each day I was allowed to enter Augusta National to watch the tournament. I didn’t have the opportunity to “walk the course” like I did during round two because the crowds were larger, and competition higher. I did see Mr. Weiskopf during those rounds, and twice he acknowledged me. I will never forget those three days, and how one professional golfer made a young man feel important. As a 19-year-old soldier, it was, and remains, a major highlight of my life. As a 62-year-old man, I still say “Thank you Mr. Weiskopf”.