The evening before, during the "event under the tent" when we were being entertained by all the performer on stage, a very nice young couple asked if they could sit at our table. Of course we said yes and they stayed until it was time to take there little ones home to go to bed for school the next day. I asked if he had played in the tournament and he said no, he was the manager of the course where the tournament was being held (and where the big tent was set up) " The Golf Club" in Kingston Sgrings, Tn. Later that night he came back and had a bottle of wine for each of us, as a thank you, for letting him sit with us. The bottle had "The Golf Club" logo on it. That was such a nice thing to do. I do not drink wine, but I did appreciate his giving it to us.
Well, when trying to decide what to do with my wine, my first thought was to just give it to Janie. Then when discussing how to get it back home on the plane, I said I would just give it to that nice couple, Jeff Hunt and his wife who we met in the van. They had said they were driving back to Charlotte. So, that night I texted him that I had a bottle of wine for them and he said he would pick it up at breakfast the next morning.
Later that night, actually in the wee hours of the morning, while Janie and I played with our Iphones, I had a much better idea for my wine. I decided to get Jeff and his wife to take my bottle of wine to my brother in Gastonia, and leave it for him at the Gaston Country Club. Janie had decided to give her bottle to them so they had one to keep.
They were very happy to do that for me and so all I had to do was just wait to hear from Irv and see how it all went down. He loves riddles and good stories, so this would be a great way to surprise him. I left a note with his name and phone number and then put that it was from his little sister.
Well, today I got a text from my nephew Paul Bonnin, saying that his dad had gotten his bottle of wine. He was stumped as to how it got there.
Just a while ago I got a phone call from Irv. He said that mysteries sure can mess up a golf game.
He was getting ready to head out on the course when the golf pro came running out with a bottle of wine and said that his little sister had dropped it off. He said that the name was right, but there was no way I dropped it off a few days ago, without going to see him at his house, since I lived so far away. And if I had done such a thing he was going to be really mad at me.
When he got home, he was talking about getting the bottle of wine and Paul was there and started laughing. He asked Paul if he knew about this and Paul said yes, and told him where I had gone and how I had got it to Gastonia. He was happy to get the wine, and I was so happy to be able to pull off a great surprise. So, now I can add this last part of my story to my blog. I did not want him to read that someone was going to be dropping off some wine for him. It really is a small world after all.
Irv's remarks about his surprise...
"--It is going to be hot today--so I had first tee
at 8:00 I was about to get on first tee box when one of the new Pros came
running out carrying a bottle of wine. He said "your sister dropped this off
for you"
You know golf is hard enough with out trying to figure out riddles. No way any
of my sisters came this far and not come to the house. Told him to hang on to
the wine and after wards we would figure out where it came from.
Must not have bothered me too much 2 birdies 5 pars and a very good
round.Then the mystery deepens--No one in Pro shop saw any one bring in the
wine. Been there for 5 days.
I told them that Carol some how met someone some where who brought the bottle.
Now you know Next I must find these people
Thanks again Carol "
