|A husband and wife were on the ninth green when she collapsed from a heart attack.
"Help," she groaned to her husband.
He dialed 911 on his cell phone, talked a little, and then picked up his putter and started lining up his putt.
She raised her head off the grass and moaned, "I am dying here and you are putting?"
He replied, "Do not worry, dear. The club located a doctor on the second hole and he is coming to help you."
"Did they say how long it will take him?" she asked.
"Not too long," said her husband, practicing his putting stroke.
"Everybody has agreed he can play through!"