Monday, February 23, 2015
Years ago a group of us were about to tee off, with the domed green of a par 3 at our backs. Being mid-week, no one else was visible on the golf course, except Roy. He strolled around the green toward our tees and asked: "Anybody see a ball?" He was playing solo and his tee shot landed on the green and apparently rolled off the back side towards us. We helped him search but soon gave up, without ever glancing into the cup. Roy skipped to the next hole and finished out his solo round. We played on and four holes later, on that same par three green, found a ball in the cup. We took the ball and quizzed him the next morning. "What ball were you playing, Roy?"
Roy smiled a lot, had fun in life and was very smart, and he missed his own hole in one.
