It Was Expressway Lanes, Wasn't It? The Name of Our Saturday Morning Bowling Commitment As Kids? Proving Our Athleticism?

I was thinking about childhood, late elementary and early middle school, where we'd drive to our bowling league as kids. I remember the excitement to look up weekly team ratings, the horrible cardboard pizza, the krinkly fries, and the arcade games. Snap. Casey and I even had our own balls and cases, given to us one Christmas. I remember the excitement having the holes drilled to match our fingers. Hmmm. Wonder if they are still in the downstairs closet.

I am 100% sure those lanes were called Expressway, although Casey insists it was Strike n Spare. It's no longer there....the building that looked like an overturned lasagna tin. I think that space was repurposed. 

I was thinking about this when Dad and I took the cans back earlier in the week.

And I was thinking about the tiny, wooden bowling pins we'd get each year with our high score. I think my highest was 199 (never broke 200). 

Good ol' Saturday Morning bowling league for kids. That was something and we thought we were so cool. Well, we were....not Grease 2 We're Gonna Bowl Tonight cool, but cool. Aw, man, happened to those little wooden pins? There used to be several of these lying around in the rooms, but they are no longer.

Such history of times that once were.