While playing golf at the old Perry Hollow, the fourth hole was a par 5 with a smalll pond in front of the green. Our playing companion hit a beautiful shot that cleared the pond and should have been just in front of the green between the water and the green.
We got up there and could not find it anywhere. On the odd ball chance that it bounced backwards, we looked in and around the large rocks on that side of the pond, to no avail. He then just dropped down another ball and chipped it onto the green.
As we were putting, a red squirrel came out of the rocks with a golf ball in his mouth and ran into the woods. Our friend followed the squirrel and found the squirrel's hoard of golf balls, including his ball.
Oh for a cell phone with a camera back in those days.
