This story is not about me, but my Uncle Fritz.
In May 2004, I was invited to play Augusta National as part of a (very) special retirement gift.
Every year about this time I pull out the scorecard from my round at Augusta in 1994.
It began in 1981 when my mother called me from California to announce that she was marrying again.
I will never forget playing Augusta National.
The following is my account of how I was afforded the opportunity to play the most sought after golf course in the
It was around 1990 and I was managing a television station for the New York Times in Huntsville, Al.
I played Augusta National in 1987 and 1988 on the Monday after the Masters.
My brother and I were guests at Augusta in March 1993, less than a month before the Masters.
It was 1995, and my good pal and two-time Champion Bernhard Langer gave me the call that fulfilled a life long dr