A long time ago in a lifetime far far away, my Father got his first hole in one and amazingly enough, also a double eagle in the same round. I can't even recall hearing about anyone else do anything like that. Fast forward to many years later, I was on a golf trip with some friends when I got my first ace. This trip came shortly after my father had died. I'd honestly considered quitting the game because golf without my dad didn't seem right and it hurt my heart to play. My first instinct after the hole in one was to call dad. Instead, I called my brother and told him about the ace and said, "I wish I could tell Dad." My brother said, "He knows. Heck, he's probably the one that made sure to kick it in."