I have been unable to sleep since I broke off our engagement.
Won’t you forgive and forget? Your absence is breaking my heart.
I was a fool, nobody can take your place. I love you.
All my love,
Belinda.
“No,” he says. “The seat is empty.”
“This is incredible” said the man. “Who in their right mind would have a seat like this for the Stanley Cup and not use it?”
“Well, actually,” the man responds, “the seat belongs to me. I was supposed to come with my wife, but she passed away. This is the first Stanley Cup we haven’t been to together since we got married in 1967.”
“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. That’s terrible. But couldn’t you find someone, a friend or relative, or even a neighbor to take the seat?”
The man shakes his head, “No, no one. They’re all at the funeral.”
“Hi, I’m calling to report that Alice is unable to make it to school today because she is ill.”
Secretary at high school answered, “I’m sorry to hear that. I’ll note her absence. Who is this calling please?”
“This is my mother.”
Not being able to say no, he allowed the old gent to join him. To his surprise the old man played fairly quickly. He didn’t hit the ball far, but plodded along consistently and didn’t waste much time.
Finally, they reached the 9th fairway and the young man found himself with a tough shot. There was a large pine tree right in front of his ball – directly between his ball and the green. After several minutes of debating how to hit the shot, the old man finally said, “You know, when I was your age I’d hit the ball right over that tree.”
With that challenge placed before him, the youngster swung hard, hit the ball up, right smack into the top of the tree trunk and it thudded back on the ground not a foot from where it had originally lay.
The old man leaned back on his golf bag and said, “Of course, when I was your age, that pine tree was only 3 feet tall.
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