I walked up fairways two ways in the snow

Boomers are out here claiming they never needed modern golf tech to learn the game, spinning “toughest golf childhood” tales as proof.

Soft. I grew up with clubs I made from branches of apple trees, balls made of goose feathers and sheepskin that I hand-sewed, and shoes made from Goodwill Red Wing boots with Drywall nails as cleats. Lifetime winnings: A pack of Life Savers and a ticket to the Barn Dance in 1972.