hand-shake (this was pre-covid - thus reason and common sense existed), a flag replication of the pin, and a small disclosure in the local newspaper.

One cool thing was the group in front of us was coming back to the green to retrieve a forgotten club, and watched from the fringe as I holed out. Therefore, I technically had a standing ovation from the “crowd.”

I don’t expect to get another h-i-1 in my lifetime. Perhaps the next?