With my dad flying in on Friday for a Father's Day weekend of golf and family, his flight was cancelled. Not willing to give up he drove almost 3hrs to another airport to make it in. The next morning had us on the course I belong to, with two close friends rounding out our foursome. After too many strokes but plenty of laughs we came to the par 3 13th, playing 130 yards to a guarded front pin with a hurting wind. I was the first up, hit a solid pitching wedge a bit right of the pin... aided by slope and spin we all watched as it tracked the 15 feet or so to the hole... shouting all the way! My first hole in one, with friends and my 72 year old father on Father's Day weekend, what a beautiful game we play!