Monday morning Matty, Mama Berry, and I met our Uncle Brent (he has the sweetest life, retired fireman that golfs 4-5 days a week) for golf while Dadio went to meetings. The way I golfed I should have went to meetings instead. A little bit of the Idaho curse was with me. I did have two amazing shots. A shot from the tee box that went into the lake, skipped three times, bounced off a rock, went into the next water hazard, and bounced back into the fairway. Caddyshack could not have pulled it off better. Second shot was a 45 ft putt that was pure luck...I mean, pure skill.
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