“This next one’s a par three.”
Ray placed his ball on the turf and drew out a four-iron.
The shot bounced onto the green and rolled toward the pin.
“Nice!” admired Cody.
Ray chuckled. “I smell a birdie coming.”
As they ambled down the fairway, Ray chuckled again. “My wife wanted me to go along to her mother’s today. I told her I had a finance committee meeting.”
“I’ll get the flag out…hey Ray! Here’s your ball! You got a hole in one! Wait till we tell the guys! You’ll get your name in the paper!”