I was home visiting my dad in Buffalo, NY and we got out for a round to spend some time together. We've been golfing since I was a little kid and we always try to play when I'm in town. Fast forward 25 years and I got my first ever hole in one playing with him at a nice local public course called Harvest Hill. It was a smooth 9 iron from about 160 yards that hit a crest on the green, and we all just watched it slowly roll back towards the pin while I was walking to the cart. Then the ball disappeared and I went crazy. It was awesome and I'm glad I got to share the experience with my dad.