Quoted from DaWezl:Aw sad news indeed.
Whenever I think of Mark Roth, I think of myself as a clueless kid who preferred Earl Anthony to Mark. My dad took me to see the pro qualifying rounds at the local bowling alley, and Earl hid in a room away from everyone—I got his autograph at the end of the day but he only begrudgingly signed for me and the 2-3 other kids that were there. Meanwhile earlier in the day I was sitting next to my dad (probably loudly) commenting that Mark didn’t seem to really be bowling well at this tourney. My dad elbowed me to point out that Mark was sitting maybe 6 feet away. Shameless child that I was at the time, I marched up to him and asked for an autograph. He was so kind and gracious about it! Such a class act all the way!
Speaking of Bradley Bowl, and local, Hartford bowling alleys......anyone remember Bloomfield Bowling Alley? Spent my youth watching the slot car races and scouring all the coin return cups from the pay phones and vending machines while my parents bowled. Can't remember any pins there?