My shot: Sam Snead
Golf Digest April 2002
My golden retriever, Meister, died four years ago. I cried like a baby when I had him put down. He understood me when I talked to him; for a dog he had a big vocabulary. And he loved me more than any human ever has.
I don’t follow golf much, but I always liked Slammin Sammy Snead, now I know why………