For Father’s Day we headed to the driving range to hit some balls. The kids thought it was great especially the second floor of the driving range. I was a nervous wreck up on the top level because I kept picturing Dahlia chasing a mishit ball right off the edge. The bubble wrap finally came off the clubs Joe bought me back in 2000. I enjoyed having my own clubs. Joe ended the day with a great shot that hit the back fence… it might just get him back there.