I have been a 2 handicap for about 35 years and, despite playing what I estimate to be around 8,000 par 3's, I have never had a hole in one, although I have hit the flag stick seven times (with 3 of those ricocheting into bunkers). In 2025, playing a tournament at Haggin Oaks in Sacramento, on the 164 yard 14th hole, I hit a 7 iron that landed in the hole and popped out to 3 feet. One year later, on the one year anniversary of my mother's passing, playing the same hole, in the same tournament, with the same club, I had my first hole-in one. I can only guess that my mother sheepishly approached Saint Peter and asked if he would be so kind as to let her son finally have a hole-in one. Thanks mom!