It wasn't my typically Saturday, unfortunately the Country around me seemed to be imploding, I was handling some unexpected work load, watching Astronauts Doug and Bob successfully lift off in their SpaceX Dragon and having the mental debate do I play or not. I need to get outside, do something, breath for a better sense of the matter. I rushed off to meet my friends, Brian, Steven and Alex. They knew I was arriving late so they played the first 3 holes without me. I texted them and told them I was in the parking lot, I walked up to the tee-box they were already on the green waiting for me, I dropped my ball on the tee-box, I apologized to the 3 waiting on the tee to hit, I closed my eyes and swung away, #4 at PV Shores, although short, is straight up hill to a tiered green, it gently landed on on the back, spun backwards and rolled into the hole with all my friends on top of the green watching it unfold, and the people on the tee-box looking at me in disbelief (think because I cut in front of them :) ) It's only taken 45 years, COVID 19 can't take that from me now.