We were waiting for the foursome in front of us to finish. My partner in our foursome asked if anyone had gotten a hole in one. No one had, but on two different occasions I was in the foursome when someone got one. I related the story of the pedatrician, my neighbor, who has "happy feet" and shoots around 120. For once he kept his feet still and knocked in a 156 yard hole in one. The other person was a friend who was the ass't sports editor for the Milwaukee Journal. He decided to quit and become a Jesuit priest. He hit a high pitched ball that should have bounced. Instead it squirted out and rolled and rolled into the cup. It was like the hand of God coming out of the sky telling him he's doing the right thing. It turned out he hit a sprinkler cap. Within 15 seconds of telling this story, I was first on the tee and got a hole in one. A GOLF MIRACLE!!!