The Hollywood Bowl in Portland, Oregon was my first memory of Portland…
before I even knew what Portland was.
My Dad was an avid bowler and competed on a regular basis and once a year would travel to Portland (from Southern Oregon) to bowl in a big competition. This is all I know… I have some trophies from those tournaments, but I don’t know much more than that.
What I do remember is being a little kid (4-6 ish) wondering around the Hollywood Bowl.
I was told to stay inside, but like every kid… I didn’t listen.
I took my wrestling toys outside to play in their rock fountain.
Fast Forward to my adult hood I was driving down Halsey and drove past that same rock fountain that I remember playing in as a kid on my dad’s bowling trips.
I damn near stopped in the middle of the road.
I can’t believe it was the same fountain I remember playing in.
I had no idea it was the Hollywood Bowl in Portland, Oregon.
I didn’t even know the Hollywood Bowl existed, but I started going there when I wanted to bowl.
More on this story can be found on The Willamette Week.
I’m going to have to plan a night of bowling before they close forever.
While another Portland landmark will cease to be,
my first Portland memory will live on.