It happened 20 years ago. In summer we stayed at the Carriage House (a time-sharing property) in Pocono Manor and each day walked along the Pocono Manor Drive to the historic Pocono Manor Inn and back. Beautiful parts of a golf course were on both sides of the drive and we enjoyed fresh air, wonderful views and fast walks.
My wife was upset that our oldest granddaughter (she was 6 years old at that time) did not want to go for a walk with us. She preferred to stay inside the building and play in the arcade.
“You must do something!”, said my wife.
I thought very hard and then I said at lunch: “You know, this morning I made an interesting discovery. I could not believe it myself but I can smell a golf ball at distance 15-20 metres”.
“Grandpa, you can’t!”, stated our granddaughter. “Even best dogs can’t smell golf balls at such distance! I don’t think that people can smell golf balls at all!”
“Ok, dear! Let’s go tomorrow morning for a walk and see if I am wrong.”
The rest of the day I was gathering golf balls that were lost by players and placing them along the Pocono Manor Drive. Some of them I hid among stumps and in small holes, others I covered by leaves. It was not easy to find them and it was not easy to remember where balls were hidden. However, 20 years ago my memory was better than today.
Next morning our granddaughter suggested to go for a walk and to check if I really could smell where golf balls were.
In several minutes she became very excited. Every time I told that I smelled a golf ball nearby she found one or two (sometimes with my help). The walk to the inn was a great pleasure. On the way back I heard that I was the only Grandpa in the world who could smell golf balls.
Later our other grandchildren were very happy that they had such unique Grandpa.
“You know, he can smell golf balls better than best trained dogs!”