Today is "Bowling Day." I think this is a fine sport to celebrate, especially since it is the only sport in which I ever won a trophy. My trophy was for 'most improved.' Of course, when you start with a 78 average there really is nowhere to go but up. I was bowling on a teachers' league at that time and learned that if I pictured the face of my most troublesome student of the day on the first pin I did much better. My father was a pretty good bowler and the family would sometimes go along to watch his games. There wasn't a lot to do on Friday nights in Woodburn and it was always exciting to see if a pin setter would get hit. That was back in the day when pin setters were boys not machines. My father convinced my mother to try bowling once. She stepped forward like he told her, swung the ball back, and dropped it. It rolled away in the wrong direction, luckily not hitting anyone. My mother refused to ever try again.
My most recent bowling experience was about five years ago when one of my granddaughters won some free passes for bowling. Her mother and I agreed to go with her. Much to my surprise, I learned that bowling alleys these days are equiped with bumpers that can be raised when kids are bowling to keep their balls from going into the gutter. Well, let me tell you, that makes a lot of difference in a person's score. Happy Bowling Day everyone.
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