Victory Tastes So Sweet

My pops came to visit a couple of weeks ago and it was one of my favorite ever weekends with him. We were lucky to have an extra day on each end of the visit which gave us more time to relax, play farkle, take friends sailing on the hobie cat, and spontaneously stop by a putt-putt course where I defeated my father for the first time with a dazzling, last minute hole-in-one on #17. Oh, yes. Victory tastes so sweet.

I couldn't find my ball because I couldn't believe it would be in the hole. No joke.


Overall, he was an excellent sport.