LYTHAM ST. ANNE’S, LANCASHIRE, ENGLAND – It was somewhere just off the sixth fairway of Royal Lytham and St. Anne’s Golf Club when, lost amidst the heaving sea of shaggy, marram-grassed hills, I felt the metaphoric lightning strike. It was electrifying how much fun I was having. I had no idea where the green was; it was made blind by dunes towering above me on...
