Heritage Tales: Readers share their favorite tournament memories



Davis Love III wins after good-luck kiss

Several years ago I worked in the nursery at The Heritage. Every morning the mothers of the

"Heritage Kids" came in with their children and left them in our good hands for the day. One day a father came in with a little boy by the hand and said, "Give Daddy a kiss for good luck." I believe that

Davis Love III won the tournament that year! For me it was the highlight of the tournament. I worked in the nursery for 10 years.

Doris Jack

Hilton Head Island

Wife leaps to avoid golfer's errant shot

My story happened about 25 years ago. My wife, Mary, and our two children were at Cathy and Bob Howard's home in Greenwood

Forest for a cocktail party during one of the tournament days. The home was on the sixth fairway. A golfer came by, and while we were on the back deck, he hit his ball in the shallow lagoon. He then proceeded to take his socks and shoes off, rolled up his pants and step into the murky water. At this point we and others were standing around laughing and cheering him on as he proceeded to "lift" the ball out with his sand wedge.

His next decision was whether to knock the ball sideways onto the fairway or aim a straight shot between trees to the green. He decided on the latter (with our vocal encouragement). Well he blasted away -- the ball left his club, hit an oak tree right in front of him and the ball ricocheted straight back in the direction of my wife's midsection. In a fraction of a second she leaped straight up, with legs spread, skirt on, and the ball passed through her outstretched legs. We were all stunned. But then, we all had a great laugh.

Johnny and Mary Hiers

Hilton Head Island

Woman's Heritage all over the paper

My husband (Don) and I had been vacationing in the area for about 27 years but we could only come during the summer as we were both teachers in Wisconsin. Coming to this beautiful island, we got "island fever" immediately and one thing led to another. First timeshares, then a lot, and then finally a home in beautiful Moss Creek.

We could only dream of seeing the Heritage tournament, but when we were both retired in 2006 we bought season tickets. On TV the Harbour Town Golf Links was wonderful, but in real life it was spectacular.

On opening day we stood right next to the cannon and then after the official ceremony, we sipped champagne. What a time we had. I was so surprised when I saw my picture the next day in the Savannah Morning News and The Island Packet. There I was in the background with my hands over my ears. Actually the sound was not as deafening as everyone warned.

Each succeeding day was such fun. On Wednesday the practice putting green looked like velvet as we stood there eager to get autographs on our Heritage flag. We were lucky enough to get Ernie Els' autograph and picture. I felt like a groupie!

On Thursday I sat down to read the sports pages and as I was paging though that section, I caught a glimpse of someone that had my hairstyle. Looking closer, I saw it was me. Wow! I was so excited I sent the picture of Ernie and me to all our friends and family.

So not only did my husband and I totally enjoy our first experience, but I had pictures to show everyone.

What a glory hound I turned out to be that year. Thank you, Heritage Tournament, and thank you, Island Packet. We cannot wait to go again this year.

Deon Nontelle

Bluffton

Nicklaus has fun with amateur's goof

In a pro-am, the pro can't do worse than par, and they try to birdie every hole. Playing in a pro-am with Jack Nicklaus in 1987, he tried to cut the corner with a long shot and went into the water. After for me was a miracle sand shot. I saved par where I got a point for the team. As we walked off the green, Jack said,

"Great shot. What do you do for a living?" After answering, my knee-jerk response to that question was always "What do you do?" I didn't realize what I had really said until Jack stopped, looked up and laughingly said, "I have been asked a lot of questions but never that one. Well, today it isn't golf."

When I saw him at other torunaments after that I always said "Still trying to make a living at that?" He would really laugh and say, "Still trying." He was such a nice guy to play with, friendly and helpful, a true gentleman.

Don McCoy

Bluffton



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