SILVER SPRING, Md. —
Jeff took me bowling the other day. It was unlike any bowling I’ve done before: It was duckpin bowling.
There were, of course, balls and pins and alleys.
But we had to keep our own scores. (Something I’d always let the computers and TV monitors do for me.)
Instead of being sent back under the alleys, the balls were sent up via a tube aboveground and between the gutters. We also had to manually reset the pins and clear the alleys of fallen pins by pushing buttons on the ball bank — rather than having the machinery do it for us.
It was bowling at its basics. No fancy machines or flashing lights or neon decals.
And it was great. And I’d do it again in a heartbeat.