My wife, Mary, got me to play golf. Her hole in one ocurred about 10 years ago.

Playing golf with Jim, Bob and Jon has been a great time. We walk and there is nothing like the Northwest crisp air among the great evergreens, dewey grass and views of the Columbia River. Lost in this scene, I hit an easy 9 iron and it faded just right to hit in front of the flag to about 3 feet. The ball just tracked like a put and was witnessed by all.

Great feeling, did not mess up the next hole and enjoyed a great lunch with the guys. My treat, of course.

Larry