As a young man, Norton was an exceptional golfer. At the age of
 26, however, he decided to become a priest, and joined a rather
 peculiar order.
 
 He took the usual vows of poverty, chastity, but his order also
 required that he quit golf and never play again. This was
 particularly difficult for Norton, but he agreed and was finally
 ordained a priest.
 
 One Sunday morning, the Reverend Father Norton woke up and
 realizing it was an exceptionally beautiful and sunny early spring
 day, decided he just had to play golf.
 
 So... he told the Associate Pastor that he was feeling sick and
 convinced him to say Mass for him that day. As soon as the
 Associate Pastor left the room, Father Norton headed out of town
 to a golf course about forty miles away. This way he knew he
 wouldn't accidentally meet anyone he knew from his parish.
 
 Setting up on the first tee, he was alone. After all, it was
 Sunday morning and everyone else was in church! At about this
 time, Saint Peter leaned over to the Lord while looking down from
 the heavens and exclaimed, "You're not going to let him get away
 with this, are you?"
 
 The Lord sighed, and said, "No, I guess not."
 
 Just then Father Norton hit the ball and it shot straight towards
 the pin, dropping just short of it, rolled up and fell into the
 hole. It WAS A 420-YARD HOLE IN ONE!
 
 St. Peter was astonished. He looked at the Lord and asked, "Why
 did you let him do that?"
 
 The Lord smiled and replied,"Who is he going to tell?"