I was out in the back yard today and noticed a warmth in the air. I looked around a the dogwood trees are almost in full bloom, this means The Masters is close at hand. With all the Tigergate that has transpired, we forget that as golf fans this is our Christmas coming up next week. From the age of 8 some of my most vivid memories are of The Masters. I have been blessed to be able on stroll the fairways at Augusta National during the tournament and soak in the smell of the giant pines and enjoy the taste of the fresh homemade pimento cheese sandwiches. So when I watch it on television, my senses make those memories come back to life. So on April 8th rolls around, I could care less if Tiger is there or not, because the dogwoods and the tall pines are bigger than one man.
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