Golfing on a deserted course in war-torn Burma with the Free Burma Rangers isn’t exactly your typical day on the green. The fairways are overgrown, the bunkers are real craters, and “fore!” sometimes means incoming fire. But when life hands you a warzone, you improvise — a stick, a beat-up ball, and a little gallows humor. Out here, every swing’s a miracle and every missed shot feels like a small victory for sanity.