You have to remember: the wife been home all day cleaning asses and feeding faces. Sometimes the opposite.
The first time I played golf was in Flushing Meadows, Queens, when I was about 16 or 17. They had an 18-hole pitch-and-putt. My buddies and I would hop the fence and sneak on and play.
Every parent knows that for a kid, the car is chloroform.
I married a saint - well, a saint who curses.
The more I go through parenting, the more I say I owe my mother an apology.
I love hitting into the rough because it gets me close to the people.