A Wonderful Woodlands Life
It’s funny how life comes full circle. As a teenager in the mid-70s, I had no idea that while caddying for my dad in the Houston Open Pro-Am, I was standing in what would one day become my future hometown—The Woodlands.
It’s funny how life comes full circle. As a teenager in the mid-70s, I had no idea that while caddying for my dad in the Houston Open Pro-Am, I was standing in what would one day become my future hometown—The Woodlands.