With age we gain perspective. Enjoy this joke from the world of golf.
A young man with a few hours to spare one afternoon figures that if he plays very fast, he can get in nine holes before heading home. As he is about to tee off, an older gentleman shuffles onto the tee and asks to join him. While concerned this will slow his game, the young man agrees.
The older gentleman plays quickly: He doesn’t hit the ball very far, but it goes straight.
When they reach the ninth fairway, the young man faces a tough shot: A large pine tree sits in front of his ball, directly in the path to the green.
The older gentleman says, “When I was your age, I’d hit the ball right over that tree.”
With the challenge before him, the young man swings hard, hits the ball, watches it fly into the branches, rattle around, and land with a thud a foot from where it had started.
“Of course,” says the gentleman, “when I was your age, that tree was only three feet tall.”
— source: Golf Magazine