lu, mildly an artist

ruffian golfers.

when my boss was a wee bit younger, he hung out with a few ruffians.
he told me this little story today about this guy he used to know.
his youth group was out at niagara gorge, and the place they were at backed onto a golf course. well, the guys were watching the shots coming down the fairway, some farther and better and straighter than others. then ... it came. the hit to end all hits. clean, smooth, straight down the runway and perfectly onto the green.
"Oh no!" yells the guy my boss used to know. And he bolts out onto the green and grabs the golfball, "Don't worry mister! I found your ball!" and WHIPS it back to the golfer :)

The moral of the story: Just because your brother is a pastor doesn't mean he wasn't once a ... goof :) Love you Daryl :)