My dad loved bowling. I remember when I was very young, [under 10 yrs] my parents would often take me with them to the bowling alley for their weekly league games. It was such a loud place, but oh, so cool! I don't remember what I did while they bowled, but I still have vivid memories of that Alley. My parents didn't bowl for many years then got back into it after they retired and joined a senior's league
After Dad got cancer of the sinus, he had a tough time with surgeries. You might remember a previous post of mine where I mentioned that he wore a prosthetic nose. He still bowled after that for another year or two. Then both of them just stopped.
When Dad passed away, I got one of his bowling balls with his name engraved in it.
These are his shoes from w-a-y back!!!
I've got them on my wall in my office, which is decorated retro style. The big blue bowling ball isn't his - just a yard sale find!!
Jul 9, 2007
Bowling Shoes
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Cool, I love that first pic! Great DOF, and you've had great shoe pics, it's been a hard theme for me, nothing but family shoes that are all worn out, I'll have to look harder for inspiration! And you mentioned you wanted a boat for your cottage...I want a cottage!! :)
That is sooo cool that you have his shoes on your wall. Touching story that goes with it. I really like the first shot as well.
what a great way to remember your dad! i love it.
I love the 2nd shot b/c you can really tell they're on the wall on that one. And very cool story behind it!
You are so creative! I never would have thought to have had his shoes as art. It really looks like it's a great fit.
Very cool way to display something that is important to you! Very interesting shots
What a great memory of your father and a great idea to display them on the wall! When I was a kid, my mom bowled on a league and sometimes she took us with her. It was one of the few times we would get to have burgers and fries for dinner!
That's just neat.
You are a sentimental fool- I love it. I have to admit, I don't think it would ever occur to me to hang shoes on a wall. Your creativity shines again!
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