A man came out from the back entrance, where the putting green is located. I'd turned to change clubs, and he had this big dumb smile on his face. I was a little off put because I thought he was smiling like that at me. But he was smiling while waiting, because up the path waddle his 5 some odd year old son carrying a big bag of golf clubs.
I saw God in the big goofy smile of a father.
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