I golf with Edgewater (a Del Webb community) mens league in Elgin, Illinois. I am a very high handicap golfer and spent the summer depositing drives on hole number 4 into a ravine. The hole faces east and the morning sun was quite bright. For a change I kept my head down and did not see the flight of the ball. Arriving at the hole, I assumed it had rolled off the green into the rough. While I was looking for my ball, the others in my foursome decide to putt out. When one of the golfers went to pull the flag, I heard "Hey Bob, guess where your ball is!"