We flew out early from Chicago a few weeks ago to make it to Cleveland for a brief visit home, mainly to procure the afore mentioned snacks. I also talked my parents into bowling, which was awfully fun, despite the fact that we were a little sore the next day [even me, at a very young thirty]. I was surprisingly okay, despite my penchant for chucking the ball halfway down the lane, my mother had beautiful form, David... eventually got better, and my father was the comeback story of the day, miraculously cleaning up in the final game after nearly benching himself due to injury.
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| Perfect! |
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| All-American |
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| Bowling is fun... for those of us getting strikes. |
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| Comeback kid. |
Thanks for being game, parents!
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