
My Perspective: My (first) hole in one
It was one of the first 60+ degree days in April. The golf course near me had just opened up, and my youngest son, Easton (age 8), and I were thinking about things to do. I mentioned a few options. One was to grab some subs and have a picnic at the park. The other was to go golfing. He asked if we could do both. So we did. (He has dimples, and he knows how to use them effectively during negotiations like this one,) We had a nice picnic and then headed over to the golf course