Location: Charlotte, N.C.
My father and I spent the morning on the links with his longtime friend-- since their Peace Corps days in Malaysia, 1960s.
Our combined ball count: lost one into the water on a 140-yard par 3 (I have no defense; poor club choice); found three in the thick rough; and temporarily lost, forgot, then found one in the little picker-upper my dad attached to the top of his putter for lifting balls out of the hole.
Total: +2 on golf balls! Total scores: let's not say.
Title: A Day on the Golf Course
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