First Time Ever!
I told Beth I wanted to go for a roll, all the way down the alley. She was game. After all, this is such an old bowling alley, they have actual pinsetters who set the pins into position. So 12-year old Kevin was waiting at the end of the alley and he could have helped me out.
But I kept changing my mind. I decided I wanted a pink ball. And then I wanted a heavier ball. Then I worried that I would slip down into the hole and never come out.
This picture shows just how far I made it down the alley.
I kept score instead.
My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.