At dinner conversation, a memory struck Wesley about the 1947 U.S. Open.  The tournament that Sam “Slammin’ Sammy’ Snead never...

Summer days like today remind us of Harley. Our store dog. An icon, a legend to those who came into...

When Kelsey was growing up, Wesley would stand in the middle of the fairway with his arms wide open and...

As summer moves in, cooler nights by the fire may not be as common. We are glad to enjoy a...