Usually, my brother and I play a game of golf during the trip. Unfortunately, he didn't show up this year. As far as I know, this picture that I think Evelyn took is documentation of the closest that anybody in our party got to a golf course during the general time frame of Thanksgiving 2006. The closest we got to the idea of playing golf was a general agreement that we should do it soon. That was about the time Dad got my brother on the phone, and we spent an hour on the phone talking to him. Then it was too late to make it happen.