It’s a part of growing up - lumps on the head or worse, lacerations. If you was a warubozu kind of kid, you know what I’m talking about. We even used to show off the scars on our head almost like it was a badge of courage - or recklessness. As I briefly mentioned in the Remembering Bowling Alleys blog entry, my first “puka head” I got was at at a bowling alley. Boulevard Bowl - when I just under 5 years old. My dad was bowling in the Pearl Harbor league there. My older brother was doing t
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Puka Head and Tankobu
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