Duck, North Carolina holds so many wonderful memories for me. As a little girl, I loved going to the Outer Banks (OBX) for one week each summer with my grandmother, great-aunts, parents, and cousins – lots of cousins. Now my children get to do the same – in the very same beach house. (Ok, so now we’re up to 4 houses but someone always gets the original #8). With all due respect to the Masters, this is really a tradition unlike any other.