Sometime back in December, I took Jack on his first golf outing of his life. I thought that he wasn’t going to last two minutes in the cold. Uncle Jake, Jack, and I froze out in the cold (not real cold, 55 deg+-). Jack  complained a bit around the 13th hole, but he was a trooper. He made it all day. He had his own small club, but he insisted on using the big driver and irons on all of his shots and he frequently used a tee in the middle of the fairway.

Golf

By the end of the day, Jack had figured out which was his favorite “club” and was quite skilled at retrieving any ball and dropping it in the hole!

Favorite Club