DPT Father's Day Celebration

Last year Gorecki bought golf balls (MOJOs) with a picture of him and his son printed on them. These are apparently called Daddy's Caddy balls. To pay tribute to his son, he would drop them in bodies of water at various golf courses (after which they were probably scooped up by someone else as these burns were usually pretty stagnant while we were there). Well, some other league members liked the tradition so much we decided to keep it going this year. Here are the results.

The artwork is phenomenal. Thanks to my wife for the accurate renderings.

I was obviously very excited to drop a ball with pictures of me and my kids in the water. Isn't dropping your kids off at a lake and leaving them forever every dad's dream? Great work by Crum taking the photo to get the splash there.

Chandler is Rocco's dad. He's a cat guy, as you can probably tell by his cold, dead heart.

Chandler decided to drop his Daddy's Catty (see what I did there?) ball in a bush because cats don't like water. How thoughtful! This is a man who really cares that he leaves his cat forever in a place it wouldn't absolutely hate. Glad we aren't unpackaging the undertones of this act too much.

Frequent league guest Crum happily drops his two lovely daughters in an algae ridden pond.

Josh and I were in the same group, hence the unburdening being documented more uniformly. He said that his oldest has been getting better and better at swimming, so that's a good thing.

John is the only one sad to see his ball go away forever. His dog Goose must be really great,
even though he hadn't seen him in two weeks.

That's odd. Someone looks disappointed to be symbolically dropping off their "child" and never seeing it again? Different strokes for different folks, I guess. And Big John knows a thing or two about different strokes, hence his wild swings in scoring.

As you can see, we all had a great time thinking about our "kids" out there and love being dads! Let me know if anyone wants to join in next year!

This wasn't in any way orchestrated to point out the absurdity of this act and its worrisome symbolism on a day when several of us spent 7+ hours playing golf with friends instead of celebrating the holiday with quality time with our families.