I remember it was a random Saturday morning, and I was just scrolling through my phone, trying to find something interesting to read. That’s when I stumbled upon an article about Ben Crenshaw, the famous golfer. I’ve always been a bit of a golf fan, so I started reading. The article talked about his last round at Augusta and mentioned something about his daughters.
That got me thinking, “I wonder what his daughters are up to?” So, I started digging. I mean, who doesn’t love a good internet rabbit hole, right?
First, I tried a basic search for “Ben Crenshaw daughters”. It gave me some pretty standard results, mostly about his marriage to Julie Ann Forrest back in ’85 and the names of his three daughters: Katherine, Claire, and Anna. Okay, nothing too exciting there, but it was a start.
Next, I tried adding their birth years to the search. Katherine was born in ’87, Claire in ’92, and Anna in ’98. This helped narrow things down a bit. I found some old photos of them as kids, mostly at golf events with their dad. There was one picture of Ben, Julie, and a young Katherine, around 1988, I guess. It was kind of cute, all things considered.
I spent a good hour or so clicking around, trying to piece together what these girls had been up to since then. It wasn’t easy, honestly. There were a few mentions of them here and there, but nothing substantial. It seemed like they were keeping a pretty low profile, which is understandable. They probably just wanted to live normal lives, away from the spotlight of their dad’s fame.
- Katherine Vail Crenshaw, born in 1987, she’s the oldest.
- Claire Susan Crenshaw, born in 1992, the middle child.
- Anna Riley Crenshaw, born in 1998, she’s the youngest.
My Takeaway
Ultimately, I didn’t find any juicy gossip or big revelations. These women seemed to be living pretty normal, private lives. I mean, good for them. It can’t be easy growing up with a famous parent. Sometimes, the most interesting stories are the ordinary ones. It was a fun little dive into the internet, though. Reminded me that there’s always something new to learn, even about people you think you know something about. It just takes a bit of digging. And who knows, maybe one day one of them will write a book about growing up with a golf legend. I’d probably read it.
