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PONO BOWLS
Bowling has woven its way in and out of my
life from high school days until just a short time ago. As I started
looking back, I found more and more details (and a few periods with no details).
I had fun dredging this up and hope you will bear with me.
I was introduced to bowling by Clayt
Hinspeter. He serviced my dad’s car and I think his wife was in a car pool
with Dad. Clayt sponsored a team and was desperate for a fifth bowler and
I was game. Clayt found a ball that I could use and of course at that time
everyone rented shoes so that was not a problem. Since I was a beginner, I
had a great handicap.
We all rode together and Clayt usually drove
from Perry to Owosso to the lanes. We often started out with a little
incentive-builder. The favorite was a pint of Peppermint Schnapps.
The bowling alley had no bar, but there was a bar next door. The drill was
take your turn, change your sliding shoe, run next door, grab a short beer (10¢), chug, run back, change the sliding shoe, and
be ready for your next turn. Rain and snow meant we had to change both
shoes and be very careful, but it didn’t stop the drill. At that time a 10¢
beer was two or three swallows, but it
was amazing how many of them we could imbibe.
I think they conned me into being secretary
for that league. I don’t have any other memorabilia of that period except
the shirt, but I did have a lot of fun and I thank Clayt for getting me into the
sport.
After that, I left Perry and traveled all over
the state with the Michigan State Highway Dept. (MSHD) so committing to a league
was out of the question. Then I was drafted. I was in a bowling
league while in Germany in the Army and acted as secretary but have no
memorabilia.
Back from the Army, I went back to the MSHD,
then went back to Michigan State University to finish my BS. Worked for a
short time in Wisconsin and then moved to California. I joined a league of
System Development Corporation employees and we bowled all over the West Los
Angeles area. One year they talked me into taking the Vice President job.
You know, just a slot that some name needs to be assigned to, no duties, no
sweat.
About 15 minutes after I agreed to take the
job, the President and Secretary ran off and got married and left me holding the
bag. (Yes, you know who you are and you are reading this today – for
shame.)
Clae agreed to take the Secretary job and I
took over as President. (Clae is my ex-wife and this took place before we
were married.) I think I have some assorted Pres., VP, Secretary, and
Treasurer patches, and lots of hangovers to show for this period but that’s it.
Clae and I married, went to Bangkok for a
couple of years, came back with little JR, and settled in San Fernando Valley,
CA. Before we left for Bangkok we disposed of the trophies we had
accumulated. We removed the brass strips and started a general plaque
(below left). Stuart was born and as the kids started growing up we got
involved in bowling again.
Clae and I got into mixed evening leagues and
Clae joined daytime ladies leagues. I did OK, but Clae had a talent and
actually won a fair amount of money. We did win First Place in the Valley
Mixed Five in 1986 and we each have a plaque to prove it (above right).
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For years and years we bowled in the Kids and
Keepers league – 2 person teams consisting of one adult and one child.
Clae teamed with JR and I bowled with Stuart. One year Clae and JR won the
Southern California tournament for one adult and one kid. They won free
tickets to Washington, DC and represented California in the US tournament.
All four of us went and really enjoyed the trip. The next year Stuart and
I took second place in that tournament while our friends Ben and Phil took
first. We secretly hoped they wouldn’t be able to go so we could, but
alas, they went.
Kids and Keepers was always fun with healthy
competition and parties at the end of each season.
Stuart and I both rocked one day. I
barely beat him but did manage to win high series that season with 676 pins.
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600+ series, 235+ game, 100+ over average |
LAFD Champs - 90 |
for 3-game series |
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By far the longest and most productive
association of my bowling “career” was with the Los Angeles City Fire Department
league (LAFD). The league consisted of mixed teams of 4 people. Clae
and I teamed with an LAFD Captain and his wife for many years during which he
became a Battalion Chief. We were all regular bowlers and seemed to
inspire each other. We won lots of awards and trophies.
One night we were somewhat behind at the end
of the 8th frame. We ordered a fresh round of beer and all four
of us struck out, adding 240 pins in the last two frames to win the game.
In the big picture I guess we weren’t that great, but we commanded significant
respect in that league. I will never forget coming into the lanes the week
after my 3-game 688 series and having this one guy drop to his knees before me.
Because most of the bowlers were fire fighters
and their families the league catered to the three shift work schedule.
Two shifts were available on a given day, while the third was on duty, so while
two shifts bowled on Friday night, the shift on duty that Friday bowled on
Thursday. It must have been a nightmare to plan for round-robin
encounters, but because of that LAFD folks ran the league and neither Clae nor I
got involved.
Desert Rats – First Place S - 93 |
Patches over the years |
After Clae and I separated I took an apartment
in Lancaster, CA due to my work assignment. I joined two different leagues
there. One was a normal evening mixed league and the other was a weekend
day league. The first place plaque was from the weekend league. I
found out after a while that most of the bowlers were from a local church.
Towards the end of the season a lady from another team tried to convince me to
ease up in favor of Larry’s team because it was very important to Larry to win.
She seemed to imply that it was the morally correct thing to do. Our team
beat Larry for first place.
The evening league was an eye-opener.
Perhaps I was naïve, but I always bowled the best I could and let the averages
and wins and losses fall where they would. This league had folks who
rather openly “managed” their averages. They would get together late in
each game and estimate what was needed to just win the game. If it looked
like the win was imminent, one or more of them would purposely miss a spare to
keep average down and handicap up. Of course if needed they would do their
best. I was shocked.
Before I moved to Hawaii, I donated all my
trophies to the junior leagues in Lancaster. I kept all the brass strips
from the trophies and “someday” I’ll add them to the plaque shown above that we
started many years ago.
When I moved to Hawaii I joined a mixed
evening league and a weekend mixed senior league. The evening league had
so much BS it just wasn’t any fun. Average maintenance was blatant, but in
addition to that, teams had lots of “extra” bowlers and they would tailor the
team according to the quality of the opponent, sometimes substituting players
between games.
The senior league was just a bunch of old
people trying to keep active and it was OK, but there were politics, rules
issues, cattiness, etc. that took away some of the fun. Also, I was one of
about a half dozen haoles in the league and I learned about being in the
minority.
All of that notwithstanding, I might still be
bowling in the senior league, except that the bowling alley closed and the
building became a self-storage warehouse. There remains another alley on
Maui, but it is ancient with just a few lanes in poor condition and very little
parking. So my bowling career ended.
Our friend who ran the Corbin Bowl in San
Fernando Valley that we frequented for so many years moved to Maui soon after I
got here. He had visions of building a big new facility and trying to
attract tournaments from the mainland. His plans fell through and the last
time I saw him he was guiding horseback tours through the Haleakala Crater and
cleaning swimming pools. I think he found out that we locals wanted to pay
about a dollar a line for bowling and he needed about $20 a line to pay for the
mortgage.
AFTERWORD
Sound like a bunch of bragging? Let me
put this in perspective. If you bowl in leagues, you win trophies,
plaques, patches and pins. The leagues are set up for maximum winners with
team 1st, 2nd, 3rd places plus high game and
high series and then individual trophies for game and series, scratch and
handicap, etc. dependent on the league and the imagination of the officers.
I never bowled a 300 game except in a no-tap
tournament (285 was best). I never had a 700 series (688 was best).
And I never carried a 200 average for very long. But for over 50 years I
had a great time bowling with friends and family and I did have occasional good
performances. If you bowled you can probably tell a similar story.