My Dad wanted me to take more of an interest when I was a teenager, but almost all the time I spent at a golf course was to caddie and make money. The game frustrated me, mainly because I never took lessons and wasn't very happy with the results when I did play. I finally took it up in my late twenties and had the privilege of playing many rounds with my Dad. Friday will be a bittersweet day because we played together every Friday after Thanksgiving for about twenty years.
My boy is kind of like me in this regard, more interest in caddying than playing, although he took more of an interest than I did as a teenager and plays more than I did. We will play together this Friday.