Will Andrews

Born with a putter in one hand and a perfectly folded pocket square in the other, William Nelson Andrews (yes, the Andrews) was destined for the finer things—chief among them, real estate commissions and 18 holes before noon.

A proud alumnus of Montgomery Bell Academy, William survived four years of mandatory chapel, Latin quizzes, and casual wealth comparisons—emerging with a handshake firm enough to close any deal south of the Mason-Dixon.

When not charming clients with his “aw-shucks” grin and country club storytelling, William can be found reliving his Auburn glory days, standing beneath Toomer’s Corner with a tear in his eye and a lemonade in his hand, telling strangers how “this year’s the one.”

Some say real estate runs in his blood (mostly because his family owned half the zip code before he was born). Others say he’s the kind of agent who can talk a cat off a fish truck. Both are correct.

Between rounds of golf, William has mastered the art of showing homes without scuffing his loafers, staging listings that smell faintly of bourbon and victory, and reminding everyone that “networking” is just code for happy hour.

So if you’re looking to buy or sell with someone who can quote Caddyshack, navigate closing disclosures, and call your dad “sir” without irony—William’s your man.