A young man started out by himself to play nine holes of golf at his country
club that he had just joined, when an elderly gentleman shuffled onto the
tee and asked if he could join him. The young man, realizing the old guy
probably knew the course layout, welcomed him along.
Although the old guy didn't hit the ball very far, he played surprisingly
well. At the third hole the young guy found himself with
a bad shot--a large pine tree was directly between his ball and the hole,
and he couldn't decide how he wanted to play it.
'Ya know,' the old guy told him, 'When I was your age , I used to hit the
ball right over that tree.'
With that challenge issued, the young man swung hard and hit the ball right
on the top of the tree and it thudded back on the ground just about where it
'But then again,' the old guy offered, 'When I was your age, that pine tree
was only about three feet tall.'