My Dad's first HIO !

I had returned from Vietnam in 1971, on leave in MN. Dad and I went to play nine on Father's Day at a little 9 hole course in Hamel, Mn. I forget the hole, of course it was a Par 3. I hit on the green and then Dad hit a beautiful little fade and it went in the jar ! His first, and he went on to get 3 more. He always said because I was with him, it was his most special.