My father, a long-time bowler—a “Gringo” who for a short time toured with the Salvadorian team in the 1960’s—began his passion for bowling early in his youth. We, his family, followed. He would later encourage my husband and me to bowl with our own children in a family league.
My father had a true passion for bowling, and he was certainly one to emulate, a perfectionist to form, his bowling scores and average proved it. Although he never did bowl a 300 game, he was nevertheless right at 300’s door many [frustrating] times.
Bowling soon became our family’s obsession, too; in no-time we were addicted, and did bowl in a few leagues, and bowled for many years. We were bowling as many as 6 glorious days a week. Plus bowling was a wonderful way to spend family quality-time together.
We began to take notice of the PBA greats: Walter Ray Williams Jr. (also a champ at horse-shoe throwing), Pete Weber, Chris Barnes, Parker Bohn III, Earl Anthony, and Don Carter. Now those were all the grand bowlers of our time, the ones to also model after, and they came highly recommend by my father.
Our family would eventually feel confident enough to enter tournaments and compete with the really good bowlers. Often we traveled to other cities to compete, packing up our entourage to take with us. Those were really fun and memorable times for us all.
Eventually my husband and I felt confident enough to join a scratch league, which my father strongly recommended also. Now that is really playing with the big boys. And some of those old-timers that may have appeared rather ancient and ready to crumble, though slow they were, sure gave us all a run for the money.
With the passing of time—the children have grown and left the coop—we haven’t bowled in a league in many years. But we still get together every once-in-a-blue-moon. The itch to bowl will always be a part of us. The obsession never leaves you.
Talk about obsession: we knew a man that was an alcoholic, but he took-up bowling and quit drinking cold turkey. Bowling became his new addiction. So much the better!
We dream a life to be; we live to dream that life! (vka)