From the start of the day, I knew it was going to be a good day. I made birdie the first two holes followed by a par on the 3rd. All day I kept that momentum and as we step up to the 13th tee box, I remember thinking the pin was in a perfect place to attack and get close in hopes of a birdie. But for once in my life, I took all the swing thoughts out of my mind and hit a beautiful baby draw on to the green and it took one bounce and fell in the jar. The thing that topped it off is that my dad was there to see it go in. He's never had a hole in one and has been playing since he was 8 and he's in his 50s now.