On October 7th, my daughter Lillyans Birthday, she wanted to go ride around in the cart and play golf with mom and dad. So we did and we’re having a blast on a beautiful fall night, we get to hole 5, a 242 yard par 4, I always hit 3 wood. Teed it up a little bit, sun was setting down in the west sky (hole faces the west) hit a great ball. Wife goes that might be on the green. I’m usually always short of the green. Go up to look short of the green don’t see it at all, my daughter goes up and pulls the flag like she does on every hole, and she goes “dad dad dad, your balls in the hole” me being me, I thought she just dropped another ball in. It was the ball that I had been playing. And she even turned 4 that day. Just an unreal moment. Went to the clubhouse after we played 6, cause in Marysville every 3 holes goes back to the clubhouse. Ended up buying the people a drink, and just still couldn’t believe what happened. Never ever say you won’t hit one. It’ll come at a crazy moment or when you least expect it no doubt about it!!! Thanks for reading my story!!! Good luck golfers