I had a hole in one about ten years ago - I took a day off from work to do some yard work around the house, got bored, and decided to go to the range and hit some balls. When I got to the course, the parking lot was empty and no golfers were on the first or second tees, so I said, what the heck, I'll play a few holes instead. As I finished the seventh hole, there was a foursome made up of two senior citizen couples on the eighth tee, and they waited for me to putt out and asked me if I wanted to play through. The hole was a 165 yard downhill par 3. I thanked them, hurried up to the tee box, and hit a quick 8-iron off the tee. One bounce, a short roll, and it went right in the hole. They were more excited than I was. After a few minutes of them jumping around, I calmed them down and asked them all to sign my card. They did, and one of them put his phone number on the card as well - and said if anyone didn't believe my story, they could call him. It was a nice gesture, and I'm happy that I wasn't alone when it went in - I would probably have just never mentioned it to anyone.
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