Every spring my dad and older brothers play in the same golf tournament in Ocala, Fl- the Henry N. Camp Tournament, or as we like to call it, “The Camp Tourney.” My dad is a three time champion at the Camp Tourney, which lends him a reserved parking spot and legend status. Every year I hear a new story from a different golfer of when he first met Denny Allen back in eighty-something.. I have very fond memories of following these guys around the course when I was younger, trying my hardest to stay quiet, and even fonder memories of the dense brownies we used to get as a treat from the “cart lady” (as Dad always called her) who was parked on the side of the number 4 tee box.
Two weeks ago, I followed behind them with my camera in hand. Here’s what I saw:
Have a lovely Tuesday, my friends!
Lina,
These pictures are awesome!! I have to say the last one of Peanut and Uncle Den might be my favorite! Such sweet memories they made!