I was 12 years old, out playing with my dad and his friend, the wind was blowing very hard. I was playing from the ladies' tees, because I was 12, and I hit a 6 iron up and it hit on the front of the green, and rolled right into the hole. It was April 1st, (april fools) which kinda stunk because nobody believed me. My dads friend had "had a few" if you know what I mean, and he started going nuts,"It went in! It went in!" I couldn't see the hole from where I was standing, it was behind a mound in the front of the green. The shot was over a pond and my dad was speechless. It was a day I will never forget.