Happy Father's Day to all of you who are fathers, and sweet memories to all of you who had or have wonderful fathers. I certainly did. Today's entry on my page-a-day trivia calendar asked the question "Where can the world's largest bowling alley be found?" The answer is Japan. The Inazawa Grand Bowl bowling center boasts 116 lanes. I can't imagine the noise. Now my father never visited Japan, but the question reminded me of how much he loved bowling. He was on a bowling team that bowled weekly at the Woodburn Bowling Alley, starting so long ago that the pin setters were real live people. One bowling related event stands out clearly in my mind. When I was a young teen there came a day when my father decided that the whole family should come bowling with him, just for fun, you know? When it was my mother's turn to bowl, she made her approach just as Daddy had shown her, swung her arm back, then as she started the forward swing, the ball spun off her fingers and flew away behind us all. Happily, no was hurt. Now my mother was not a quitter. She was a great teacher and parent, but she flat out refused to ever touch a bowling ball again. Some hobbies may not be meant to be family affairs.
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