Tuesday, October 17, 2006

"The Final Strike"

Man crafts rosary out of bowling balls by Susan J. Deman, The Associated Press

NAPOLEON TOWNSHIP, Mich. (AP) — When a man forges a 70-foot, 700-pound rosary out of bowling balls in his front yard, you just know there's a story behind it.

This one involves Ralph Kluk, 76 — a Poland native, pack rat, polka player and pen pal of the late Pope John Paul II.

Kluk is a character. He also is known to ride about town with one. If you spy a guy tooling around in a black Chevy 1500 pickup with a 3-foot tall Scooby Doo plush toy strapped into the passenger's seat, chances are you've just seen Kluk.

"I do crazy things," the Jackson County grandfather admits, with a twinkle in his eye. "But they're not really crazy."

Turns out, there's actually a simple mathematical formula to building a bowling-ball rosary.

Take 59 balls, 20 cans of pastel spray paint, 40 feet of black piping, add a wooden cross and voila! You have a unique interpretation of Roman Catholic catechism that Kluk calls "The Final Strike."

Anchoring the balls in the ground with 9-inch metal stakes was key, he says. They almost rolled off his 30 acres and onto Horton Road.

"The hardest part," Kluk adds, "will be cutting my grass around it."

Traditionally, rosaries are slim necklaces made of glass, wood, jade, bone or gold that fit in your hand. Catholics grip the beads and recite the Lord's Prayer followed by 10 "Hail Mary" prayers.

It took a little ingenuity, and a few dozen phone calls to bowling alleys and their patrons, for Kluk to scrounge up the requisite number of rosary balls.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

A fun find, Father.

8:02 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Something like this might well be a lovely architectural element to enhance the parking lot of any church, even your own. I would plant ivy around the "beads" so that the ivy could grow and flourish, making it one with nature, and thus with God. Then, I would faux-finish the "beads" with an artistic finish to make them look aged, as a nod to your traditionalist sensibilities. .... And for Christmas, what about neon blinking lights? Gotta keep the modernists happy! .... God bless you, you young whipper snapper!

7:36 AM  
Blogger rev fr lw gonzales said...

Thanks for the nod!
You gotta love them modernists!

10:31 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Actually, I like (just about) everyone. But, you've gotta love 'em all. ...... Why, that guy next door with the bright-pink-house-that brings-down-the-property-value-of mine -- I love him. I love him so much that I want what's best for him. And that, I hope and pray, is for him to find happiness with a bright pink house on another street. .... (May everyone have a safe place to live and sleep.)

1:09 PM  

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