Brad Woodger
I’m told that people must die eventually, but I had hoped, maybe even expected, that my cousin Bart Heywood might live forever.
I haven’t played all that much golf in my lifetime, but most of it has been with my brother Kent.
I can’t seem to shake this feeling — this sense that we’re living the first 10 minutes of a disaster movie.
My mom, Kris Woodger, died on Oct. 18. She was my confidant, my friend and my Uber driver.
I recently noticed that trees are tall. Some of them really tall, even super tall.
I’ll be returning to Chappy shortly to reopen the Royal and Ancient — Chappy’s premiere golf course.
