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Katie and I did something interesting yesterday. We went with GrandDad to play a game called golf. In golf the players ride around in little four wheeled carts with a roof on them. Two players ride in each cart and Uncle Don and Uncle Eric were in one cart, and GrandDad was going to be in the other cart by himself, so he asked us to go along. The point of the game is to take one of the long sticks that the players bring with them, and hit a little white ball with the big end of the stick. They hit it really hard the first few times, and then when they hit it far enough so that it rolls up on a flat place where the grass is cut real short, they hit it very softly until it goes into this little hole. I know, it sounds silly, because it is silly. And these are grown ups doing this.
"Golfball" by Lotus Head from Johannesburg, Gauteng, South Africa - sxc.hu. Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Commons - https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Golfball.jpg#/media/File:Golfball.jpg
Anyway, today and tomorrow I'll tell you a few things I learned about golf. The first is that I know what the roof is for on the golf cart. It's so that when uncle Eric or Uncle Don don't hit the ball straight (which happened a lot), the ball won't fall out of the sky and hit us on the head. Then there are all these funny things they say to each other that don't seem to mean a thing, like "boy, you got a good piece of that one", or " I can't seem to get rid of my slice", or " oh phooey, I duffed it". I think the next time we go with them we will need to take an interpreter to tell us what all those things mean. One time Katie put her hands over my ears as uncle Eric threw his club after hitting the ball into a lake. Now I wonder what that was all about?
Keep your chin up
Robert P. Rabbit