My family has owned Duston Country Club, a small 9 hole golf course, for years, it's been through multiple generations of family members. I've grown up on the golf course, avoiding golf at all costs as the majority of my life revolved around the golf course. An avid soccer player through high school and college, I gave it up after a knee injury, and as a result picked up golf instead as there are less injuries involved. In June, I was golfing with my boyfriend. I had done pretty well, starting off with a par and then going on to bogey the next two holes. I stepped up to 4, which is 133 yards, with my 6 iron, determined to make it onto the green (I've struggled with making it on the green all year). I hit the ball solid and watched it, thinking in my head, hey this is going to be on the green! The ball landed on the front of the green and rolled back, we heard a thunk and the ball had disappeared. I turned to my boyfriend, said a few choice words, and then took off to the hole, sprinting as fast as I could (haven't done that since college and boy was I sore the next day). I narrowly avoiding taking a digger into a small stream, and ran my way up to the hole (P.S. totally forgot about walking on the green, something my father the superintendent has ingrained in my head since I began walking). As I had thought, the ball was sitting in cup. I began shrieking and golfers all over the course heard me. It was super exciting as I am the 1st person in my family to ever get a hole in one, the 2nd female in 25 years, and the only person to get a hole in one on hole 4 this season! It's a shot I will never forget!!!