Gutter Ball Turkey
I went bowling with the family yesterday. We had a fun time laughing at each other. No one took the game seriously. These days it seems that no one knows how to keep score because a machine does it all for you. The machine counts how many pins were knocked down and then calculates the scores. But I remember how to count the pins and how to add the strikes and spares. I remember where to put the ball to make it hit the pins just right. I can even tell you what is wrong with your stance and who should go first when two bowlers approach the lane. You see while other little girls went to ballet, gymnastics or tap dance, I went bowling (Actually I did those other three things as well but I never had much rhythm). I bowled every Saturday morning of the school year for 10 years. I was often the only girl on my team. I owned my own ball (it had purple swirls), shoes, rosin bag, towel and bow...