The story begins 10 feet off the fourth green where the kid lived. Isn’t that how you’d expect a successful golf story to start? In some rich cul-de-sac of society? With a spoiled eighth-grader growing up by a green?
Except this golf story has no spoiled kid, no rich cul-de-sac and the only reason it involves an eighth-grader is because Kamaiu Johnson dropped out of school before ninth grade. It was a school day when the story starts, too. That spawned his first lie.
With nothing to do, he was swinging a stick like a golfer outside his grandmother’s apartment complex beside the fourth green of Hilaman Golf Course in Tallahassee.