I remember the first time we took Hogan out to play golf. He was about 2 moths old, tiny, red, and scrunched up. I think he slept through all nine holes bundled up in his infant carrier. Now, just a little more than a year later, he's all over the course, swinging his club, running down fairways, and grabbing everyone's ball off the putting green so that he can throw it in the hole.
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