When I was your age

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When I Was Your Age
A young man who was also an avid golfer found himself with a few
hours to spare one afternoon. He figured if he hurried and played very
fast, he could get in 9 holes before he had to head home.

Just as he was about to tee off an old gentleman shuffled onto the
tee and asked if he could accompany the young man as he was
golfing alone.

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.

They reached the ninth 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 and
hit the ball right smack into the top of the tree trunk, where it thudded
back on the ground not a foot from where it had originally been.

The old man offered one more comment, "Of course, when I was your
age that pine tree was only 3 feet tall."