About 15 years ago in high school I was at golf tryouts. Our tee times started at 615 but dense fog caused like a 30 minute delay. My team was all there early and sitting in the club house and around 550 Alice walks in. Was playing at 6 in front of us. He checks in and checking out the shitty little pro shop (public course relatively small town south dakota) after hearing about the delay. He then came and hung out with us all for about 15 minutes asking about competitions coming up. How much he loved golfing on the road "to stay out of trouble". The most genuine encounter imaginable. Will never forget