When my daughter Sara told me she was going to go bowling with friends this afternoon, I lamented that the problems with my right elbow that flared up when I tried to learn to juggle a few years ago prevent me from bowling anymore. I mentioned that my best bowling sequence was four strikes in a row, but only when she asked me when that happened did I remember that during my freshman year at Stanford in 1982-1983, someone in my dorm organized a bowling team, and I joined it. I was only an okay bowler, but we had fun, and once I actually did bowl four strikes in a row. (Andrew Shields, #111words, 29 January 2023)
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