I'm a Southern gent who went to college thinking he was going to become a doctor. Four years later I left with an English degree and decided to try to make my way to the PGA Tour. Traveling all across the United States with my clubs in the trunk, my tournament schedule took me on the road for the next seven years. You could say I definitely got my 10,000 hours. Then tragedy struck as I was blindsided in a car accident that left me with chronic back problems. For someone who spent hours in the gym and on the practice range, logging in more than 6 rounds of golf a week, I had difficulty standing for even just 18 holes.
I decided to pack my bags and forge a new path in New York City. In the 3 years I've been here, I've come to discover that despite having seen so many places and experienced a great many things, this city is unique as it always has another surprise up its sleeve. There's always a new adventure waiting just around the corner.
I am still involved with our family's businesses as I also try to make my own way and create something new. I believe innovation lies at our very core: it is the salt of life.
People are intimidated when they first meet me, especially if I'm squinting in the sun, not smiling, or silent. However, once they've gotten to know me, my friends have used the words warm, honest, and compassionate.
In all my years as a journeyman pro and even through my travels in Europe, I've come to realize that people are what matter. Without friends and family, nothing is worth pursuing. If I hoist a trophy high and kiss it in the forest all alone, I'm just a byun tae.
I could spend hours talking on end or say nothing at all. Someone who will also try anything once is brave, exciting, and a risk taker.
Being able to laugh about the same things shows more than just saying who you are: it's a glimpse into what defines you.
If I were a fictional character, I'd be Andy Dufresne. Only not as tall. And well, not Caucasian.