Stopped off to do a little bowling on the way to the grocery yesterday. I’m rolling the ball about 21-23 mph. Next to me, a little old man with an oxygen tank strapped onto his back is rolling maybe 10 mph, but with a really nice hook. He’d throw a few balls, then rest for a while, then throw a few more. We had some good conversations, but the best was about enjoying whatever time we have left.
~ November 2, 2013