The Max Faulkner story from 1951 is usually highlighted by his play on the 16th—now the 18th—and the miraculous he played from up against a barbed wire boundary fence. That is now gone and a small, grassy berm sits in its place with OB stakes atop.
Long waits at the tee constitute one of the severest problems of competitive golf. They break your concentration; throw you off stride. BOBBY JONES