The Beginning
The name carries weight.
Growing up, I always said I would make the name Hendrikx mean something again. Not for what we owned, but for who we were.
My grandparents were golf people. My grandfather quiet, precise, cared about the details no one else noticed. My grandmother was the social one. Elegant, warm, the kind of person who made the clubhouse feel like a living room.
They spent their days in and around the course. Golf was not a hobby. It was their life.










