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Title: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: JessN16 on May 20, 2008, 02:18:22 PM
It's been about five years since I've thrown a plastic ball. I once could throw straight at spares just by taking off my wrist brace and throwing bare-wristed. But as I ditched my wrist brace and strengthened my wrist, I found I could no longer do that consistently.

I had a Visionary Slate Blue Gargoyle drilled three or four years ago to combat dry lanes. It's 14 pounds (I usually use 15 or 16), so I can sling it. But even though it's a polished urethane, that ball will hook and move on the backend.

I bid on a couple of Lane #1 crystal diamonds and XXXL Starbursts on eBay, but couldn't win for what I thought was a fair price.

And then I remembered the old bowling ball at my Mom's house. When I was 8, my dad and I had gone to a Kmart in south Alabama and bought bowling balls. He bought me an 8-pound Brunswick Black Beauty. He chose a silver Galaxie 300. For some reason, he let the guy sell him a 10-pound ball, probably because he feared for his bad back, which was injured sometime around the end of his service in World War II.

When I started bowling seriously as a teen, the Black Beauty no longer fit me, so naturally, the next ball I picked up was the closest thing available, Dad's old 10-pounder. I didn't realize until a couple of nights ago just how shoddily it was drilled. Finger hole pitches were all over the place, and the span was woefully short.

But at the time, it was a free ball and I did OK with it. I booked a big, fat 111 my first year in league as a teenager. (g) I very soon made the move up to 12-pound equipment, then to 16, and left the old Galaxie 300 in a box in a cabinet at my parents' house.

My Dad died in 2005. He had lived quite a life, nearly dying as a child from some horrible illness during the Great Depression. He then went off to World War II and served in Midway with Marine VMSB 343 dive-bomber squadron as an ordinance officer and tailgunner on SBD and SB2C craft.

I don't think he got to use that old Galaxie more than a half-dozen times before his health got to the point he couldn't bowl any more. My Dad was a good bit older than me (49 when I was born), so we never got to bowl much together before his back gave completely out.

I went back to Mom's house Sunday night and found the old ball in the box just where I left it. I had forgotten how beaten up it had become from those years of bowling at old Monroe Lanes, a 10-lane center in southwest Alabama that still has above-ground ball returns, unconverted Brunswick A-1 machines and a bug sprayer for an oiling device. The juke box is still allowed to play during leagues and there are Manhattan Rubber house balls on the rack, among other things.

The ball had gone from being a Blue Dot-esque silver to a scratched, matted gray. The engraving "F NICH" (Kmart apparently couldn't engrave Dad's entire name) was still faintly visible just below the thumb hole.

I plugged the whole thing and redrilled the thumb back in the original hole so as not to wipe out the engraving. I then resurfaced it to 4000 Abralon plus polish and it shone like a crystal ball at a fortune-teller's hut.

Tonight, I took it out for a test drive. In practice, I found it amazing the difference in timing needed to throw a 10-pound ball correctly compared to a 16-pound ball. But after a few errant shots, I got the hang of it.

I still used my 16-pound reactive equipment for strikes, but I shot all spares (except for double wood) with Dad's old Kmart special. I was 6-for-6 on spares including three split pickups (3-10, 3-10 and 3-6-7-10). I missed nothing.

I know this silly story may not mean much to anyone here but me, but for a few hours, I didn't miss my Dad so much.

And his old ball didn't miss a single spare.

Thanks, Dad, for introducing me to this sport.

Jess

Edited on 5/20/2008 11:41 PM
Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: six pack on May 20, 2008, 10:41:14 PM
awesome story and a great idea!I'm going to see if my MOM kept my Dads old ball.
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Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: psaunders300 on May 21, 2008, 08:20:28 AM
From all of us with Dad's who have passed and introduced us to this great game, THANK YOU!!
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Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: baccala8872 on May 21, 2008, 08:27:18 AM
That was really nice, Jess.

Sometimes you never know the impact your heartfelt shared stories have on others.

My dad introduced me to bowling.  We don't get along so well, and don't speak much.  But I do remember bowling together when I was very young, and I remember those as some fond memories.  Maybe this weekend, I'll ask him to go bowling with me, and try to repair "things".  I think I'll start by giving him my watch that I got for my first 300.  

Thanks, Jess.
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Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: Phoneman on May 21, 2008, 08:43:57 AM
Great story...It brings back a lot of memories for me and I can tell from others.  My own father passed away 12 years ago and I still miss him dearly.  While he did not introduce me to bowling he was there for me as a kid.  I just finished my 3rd winter league in a row that I am bowling again with my mother.  Many nights over the last few years I get so frustrated with her and her "annoying" habits I want to just tell her to shut up.  Thankfully my better judgment always wins and I just walk away.  When I think about it this is something I will always remember and my kids will remember when I get to be her age.  Bowling is not all about who scores the highest or how much money you make.  Its not alwasy about wins and loses.  Sometimes its just about bowling and being there with friends and family.  How many of us have found some great life long friends thru bowling.  I know I have and I find more and more each year.  People I would normally "avoid" I find myself talking to and getting to know because of this great game.  Remember this is why are parents took us to the lanes every saturday to be around other kids and to have fun competing not to beat everybody and throw a fit when it doesn't happen.
Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: dicnic on May 21, 2008, 09:27:56 AM
I have a slightly different twist to a similar story. When I got back into bowling 8 or 9 years ago, I decided I needed a spare ball. Since the really hard Blue Dot was no longer made (current Blue Dots are the same as White Dots) I wondered what I should get.

Then it dawned on me that my Son had used a Blue Dot during his junior bowling years and if I remembered correctly, it was 14 lbs. I called him and confirmed that he still had it and it was 14 lbs. and he said he would send it to me.

I still use it, after having it plugged and redrilled. Works great!! Goes straight as a stick. He asked me the other day if I still had it. Since I bought it for him years ago, probably 1978 or so, I guess it is really mine.
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Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: BOWL119 on May 21, 2008, 09:56:47 AM
It is not just you using your Dad's old ball that is a tribute. But everytime you lace up your shoes, pick up your ball, step onto the approach and roll the ball. Everything you do is a TRIBUTE to him.
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Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: laddog54 on May 21, 2008, 10:12:35 AM
My dad is still around and I enjoy bowling with him. I even give him a kiss on top of the head every once in a while. No one has ever made fun of me for this.
He introduced me to bowling which allowed me to meet my wife whom I just celebrated our 13 anniversary together yesterday. We met at the same bowling alley that her grandparents met at almost 50 years to the day we met. We were bowling a doubles tourney, me with my dad, her with her grandfather. I called and thanked my dad yesterday. He didn't quite realize why but said I was welcomed. I have started collecting some of his really old stuff from when I was a kid for when he is gone. My wife asked me why I had all the old bowling balls I explained and she understood. Bowling and family a perfect combination!
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Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: on May 21, 2008, 10:35:12 AM
My son and I have just begun bowling tournaments together the past two years as doubles partners. He's still pretty young, tournament-wise, so he has struggled with his scores, and I don't even care one bit. The day will come when he outscores and "carries" me at these same events. The tournament and scores take a back seat to the experience and memories we're building.

During his teenage years when we didn't always see eye-to-eye, we could ALWAYS put it all aside and go bowl together. Now, he's a young Dad, I'm a relatively young "Gwampa", and we're closer than ever. Our mutual love for bowling helped keep us from drifting too far apart during a few difficult days.

So whether you do it with bowling, golf, baseball, marbles, or whatever, find something that you can bridge that generation gap and start now. You're NOT too busy, it's NOT too expensive, but the day may come when it COULD BE too late if you keep putting it off.

A wise old saying says that: "The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The second best time is today."  

Thanks to JessN16 for the reminder.



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Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: Blackphantom1985 on May 21, 2008, 03:14:29 PM
This is a great story..  I remember my grandmother she gave me her first ball an old columbia silver and beat up i had it resurfaced and used it for 2 seasons i dont use it much anymore but it never leaves my bag
Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: satwater on May 21, 2008, 03:17:46 PM
Although my father is still alive, I lost my mother in August 2007 she was 44.  I regret not having more photos of her with myself and brother.  I only have one photo with the three of us when we were very young and maybe two or three from my brothers wedding in July 2007.  Never think of these things until its too late.
Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: JessN16 on May 21, 2008, 03:36:37 PM
quote:
Although my father is still alive, I lost my mother in August 2007 she was 44.  I regret not having more photos of her with myself and brother.  I only have one photo with the three of us when we were very young and maybe two or three from my brothers wedding in July 2007.  Never think of these things until its too late.


Back in the late 70s or early 80s, legendary University of Alabama football coach Paul "Bear" Bryant did a TV commercial for what was then South Central Bell (now, for all practical purposes, AT&T) for its long-distance service.

At the end of the commercial, he spoke the line "Have you called your mama today? I sure wish I could call mine." His mother, of course, had long since died.

Given that there were only three or four TV stations in any given household at that time, a lot of people saw the commercial, and South Central Bell reported its switching equipment almost immediately locking up due to high traffic just after the commercial aired.

Jess
Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: satwater on May 21, 2008, 04:03:57 PM
My mother and I were very close and had a great relationship.  Even when she was away living in Indiana and I was still in Topeka, KS I'd call her just about everyday.  My brother and I moved her back to Topeka due to health problems and decided we'd look after her.  I moved to the Kansas City area but would come back to Topeka (only about an hour drive) every weekend to visit and care for her.  She wanted to come to Texas and live with me as she had never been here and wanted to go to Mexico and fly on a plane all before she died, but sadly she never got to accomplish these things.
Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: LuvThatWhiteDot on May 25, 2008, 07:16:12 PM
Jess, do us all a favor and if bowl.com has their essay contest again, enter this story.  I think it has a real chance to be a winner
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Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: baltimora on May 25, 2008, 09:13:15 PM
reminds you that the things in your life only have true value in their ability to bring back good memories. nice story.
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Title: Re: Search for a spare ball turns into a tribute to my dad...
Post by: FastTracker33 on May 25, 2008, 09:22:43 PM
Ah, very nice story indeed, Jess! Thanks for posting!
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