I was just out on a nice hot day in New Jersey for my first 18 holes since my son was born 15 years ago. The guys ahead of me asked me to play with them so I could play through. They hit their tee shots and drove to look for their balls. I waited to see what they were doing before I realized they wanted me to hit. I took a shot - it landed so softly just in front and to the left of the hole. It just sounded nice. When I asked the guys where my ball went, one of them said he thought it went over the green. I knew that wasn’t true. So I went and looked in the hole, there was my ball! Holy cow! It was in the hole! I made a hole in one!