It was early Wednesday morning, June 14, 2006, when my eight year old son and I began our trip to the 2006 U.S. Open. We were headed to Grandma’s house in Westchester, only 15 miles from the tournament site in Winged Foot in Mamaroneck, NY. We drove down to Westchester Community College where we wereContinue reading “Zackie and Me at the Open”
