Abe Goldberg was 87 years old and a great golf player and indeed wherever he wanted the ball to go it went.
Much to his enjoyment [and to his wifes relief] he spent many hours a day on the golf coarse until one day he came home and told his wife,
“Thats it my golfing days are over!”
“What do you mean?” cried Bessie distraght,
“I just cant do it anymore” he said.
“Cant do it! Your the best golf player wherever you want the ball to go, it goes.”
“I know” he said, “it still does, but thats not it” said Abe.
“Then what?” asked Bessie.
“I cant see where it goes, my eyesight is getting bad and I dont where the ball ends up, so whats the point in playing anymore.”
Bessie thoght for a moment this was serious, she couldn’t have him home complaining all day.
“Ive got it”she said,
“My brother Hymie is 94 but he has 20/20 vision, tomorrow when you go to the coarse take Hymie with. You hit the ball and Hymie will tell you where it goes!”
“Thats an excellent idea bessie I’ll do just that”.
The next day found Abe and Hymie on the golf coarse, Abe stepped up to hit the first ball,”Hymie you ready?”
“You bet’ya Abe.”
“Okay here goes.” Abe swung back and hit the ball,
“Hymie, Hymie where did it go?”
“I dont know abe.”
“what do you mean you dont know didnt you see it?”
“Of coarse I saw I have 20/20 vision”replied Hymie angrily.
“So why dont you know where it went?”asked abe irritated.
“I forgot.”