In other parts of the country, ignoring a driver’s bid to enter the flow hardly would register. But here in the shadows of State U, where people still wait at crosswalks for the light to turn, Overton understood his action worked against the very fabric of what keeps him here.

“This is home,” Overton said. “Everything I need is right here. I can be a normal person.”

Normal does not describe, however, Overton’s ascension in golf. It is a success story rooted not in meteoric AJGA success but rather a willingness to work until the last drop of sunlight is squeezed from the sky.

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Reprinted with permission from Golfweek (Sept. 17, 2010 issue).