This is the story of two golfers: one who loved the game and one who simply made it his living. The first golfer loved breathing in the vivid green grass and looking at the beautiful blue sky with its cotton-white clouds. Golf made him feel more in tune with his soul and in control of his life simply by gripping a golf club in the palm of his hand.

He was also a really nice man. Someone you’d like to call your friend and share a drink with at the clubhouse after a long day of playing golf. He was well-liked by all who knew him, yet he remained humble and simple — a man concerned more with the well-being of his family and the happiness of his friends than playing a great round of golf.