Shag Boy

Today I had my grandson shagging balls for me.  It reminded me of the days when I had my father hit balls to me, catching them with a ball glove.  It's great practice for me and a bit of exercise for the boy.

Fortunately he didn't sustain any injuries, even if one hit the brim of his hat.  So far his interest is more in driving a golf cart or shagging balls than actually playing golf.  But hope springs eternal that he'll catch the golfing bug.