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Playing a Maddening Game: Golf Under Pressure

In high school I often worked as a caddy, hitchhiking to a golf course in the morning. (Oh, weren’t those the carefree days.) Flat rate for eighteen holes paid $1.75 for carrying a kangaroo bag with a fifth of scotch stashed in the pouch; if you carried double the rate jumped to $3.50. I used to play golf, too, on the free days when courses accommodated their toilers. And the two facts are not un-connected; it was caddying that cured me of golf.

Steve Dubnik Testimonial

“This is a moment of opportunity and responsibility for The Strong. As stewards of the history of play, we must expand our spaces and our reach, amplifying what we do in a modern context to show the transformative impact we have on our community and the lives of people around the world.”

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