Well, maybe not me but some of my buds will.
While parking a car for one of our guests, something I’ve haven’t heard for many a year filled the airways via his Sirius Radio connection. It was the Catholic daily mass in Latin. Wow! Memories of pew-sitting in Cleveland’s St. John Cantius Church flittered through my brain.
Picked-up a single loop just before quitting time. A 9-holer turned into touching them all but it was much more than that. Basically, an 18 hole playing lesson by yours truly. Oh, the pressure.
Then there was this: