Saturday,Nov 15, was a beautiful day in Ohio, so my grandmother said, "Let's go golfing. It's too nice to stay indoors." We went to her club, Rustic Hills , in Medina, and had a relaxing game. On the last hole, I drove across the water- and I saw the ball bounce, then disappear! I thought it went in, but my grandmother and my sister were not sure. She told me not to touch anything... We went to investigate, ,and there was my beautiful little Titalist ball, IN THE HOLE!!!
We headed back to the club house, and my Grandmother told the men that had just just come in. By the time that I got into the dining room all of the people that were there to watch the Browns play, plus the golfers , were cheering for me. everyone came over to the table and congratulated me, ladies and men. Because it was tradition, my Grandmother bought drinks for everyone, and the Club gave me a free dessert. My name will go on a plaque, and. The Cub is going to put it in the paper.
Titleist and the luck of the Irish....couldn't be better,