NEW JERSEY — A couple of weeks ago, I got a call from my wife about an old golf hole in New Brunswick, New Jersey, that she wanted to play.
It’s a small golf course on the Jersey Shore, nestled among some pretty nice rolling hills.
But it’s also a popular destination for kids to play, and we were excited to see that there was a hole in the woods that we could play.
We drove down to the woods a few weeks ago to check it out.
We got to the top of the hill and were shocked to see there was not a single person playing.
The hole was empty.
It was, in fact, the hole.
It looked as if it had been emptied in the previous years.
But then, one of the hole’s most famous members, a man named Steve, was out there.
He had been out for about two years and had put in over $200,000 of his own money.
The next day, the course’s owner came to visit and gave Steve a tour.
He took us on a tour of the course and then told us he would help us with some repairs to the hole so we could continue to play there.
It took us a couple of hours to get to the golf course and play a round of golf there.
After the tour, Steve told us about a hole called the Great Hill.
It had been used by the state for over a century to play golf, and Steve said he thought it could be a great hole for a kid to play too.
I said, ‘Yeah, I think so.
I’ve been out here for about 20 years and it’s pretty fun to play.’
Then he told us the story of the person who started playing pebbled creek golf.
Steve said the original owner of the pebblers who had lived on the hill was an ex-convict who had fallen out of love with the way the criminal justice system was working.
He started looking for ways to try and help people get off the street.
Steve and his wife, who had just moved from Maine, decided to start a golf course in the middle of nowhere.
The golf course had a rough and tumble track and was a bit rough, so Steve and the woman were worried about people being hurt.
So they started selling a tee box at the course for $20, and a couple years later, Steve got the first tee box.
He called it “The Great Tee Box,” and people began coming out to play the course.
So we put out a call to other people in the golf industry.
I got about 25 people who had heard of pebbling creek golf and were interested in taking a shot.
They were interested because pebblings have been a part of New Jersey’s history for over 150 years.
So I called the New Jersey Golf Association and told them about it and that they had to put a hole on the course, and they agreed.
That’s when I had a little run in with the course owner.
He was very gracious and told me to keep working on it, to get it to a place where it could have the life it deserves.
He was a really nice man, very kind and kindhearted.
I thought, well, he’s just going to throw me a bone and let me know when it’s done, but I couldn’t get it done.
I didn’t know what to expect.
There were lots of holes, lots of balls.
He told me he would give me a check to buy a hole and put it in the game, and then he would take me out there and play the hole a couple times and see how it was going.
I didn’t have any clue what to do.
A few days later, the Great Tee-Box was finished and I got to play in it.
I was able to hit a nice round and put a little distance on the ball.
I hit a couple more rounds and had a great time.
I wasn’t too happy that it wasn’t a hole that kids could play, but it’s a hole I’ve played for 20 years.
When we got to town, the golf club was full.
I saw all these kids who had never played golf before.
I also met up with a bunch of kids who were golfing with their friends.
I had some old friends from high school and college who played the course as well.
When the weather started getting nice, I went out and shot the hole on my own.
The sun was just starting to set, and I was ready to take a break from golf.
Then one of my golf buddies showed up and told us to wait.
The tee-box was ready.
We sat down and waited for the weather to come in.
It was the perfect time for the tee-boxes to be installed, because the sun was beginning to set.
And the last thing that we needed was to see the golfers