Every once in a while, some random toys/sports equipment shows up in our yard courtesy of our eccentric neighbor, Bill. Bill has four teenagers, but has held on to every VHS tape, bicycle, piece of clothing--you name it--that his kids ever used. One day, we found these kid-sized golf clubs on our doorstep, and the boys took them out for a swing. It turns out that hitting little balls with heavy, metal sticks is great fun for them. 
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