Golf (an old scottish invention just like our family)

As part of my graduation week activities, my school sponsered a golf outing at the local Elk's Club course. Our "foresome" (sic.) consisted of myself, Peter, Fred and Marco. It was a good time and we only lost about 30 balls between us.



Fred and Marcus (one of them is sucking his gut in, you guess which one;)

The shared ice cold coke really hit the spot on the 7th hole.



The day went much smoother because Pete was "on." None of us are really golfer's but it was a nice day and a good memory.