My dad and my maternal grandpa both played golf and tried to get me into it at a young age. I would occasionally play the course at my grandpa's 55+ living community, and every year my dad and I would enter a father/son tournament that my next door neighbor helped to organize. We never did very well, but we always loved the time spent together and the hot dogs we ate at the turn.

In middle school I did a learn to play summer camp program. One of my instructors only had 2 fingers on one hand and was an incredible golfer. This was at my local golf center that had a 9-hole par 3 course that circled the driving range. That place has been closed down for years now and I miss it a lot.

I still have and use a set of clubs my dad got me in high school - one of those sets that isn't "name brand" that was probably bought from a big-box sports store. They still get the job done though!

A few years ago I got back into playing regularly at a short municipal course before I moved, but stopped playing again after the move.

These days, a new friend of mine got me back into golf via chip and putts - something she is vehemently trying to get rebranded to "medium golf", since it is between regular golf and mini golf. I'm not playing the big courses but I'm playing more consistently than ever before, and having some good fun with friends. Maybe one day I can convince them to move up from medium golf and we can play a full course together!