New bowling shoes are a wrap

My dear wife Karen can be so tricky. The shoe-sized box was wrapped so nicely on Christmas morning. I saved it for last. I smiled like a kid and pulled out the bowling shoes I’d requested and proclaimed: Just like my old ones! Her reply: Look closer. They were my old ones. She’s removed them…

Oh, balls

It takes all kinds at Bowling Green in Cicero, N.Y. I came prepared to capture the colorful spectrum of bowling balls that roll these days at my Thursday night league just to the north of Syracuse. The other squad was dressed in matching team shirts, and not T’s, either. Our CiCi Pizza T-shirts, received at…