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's he going to tell?"