Bowling

One of Dad's favorite activities was bowling with Mom. In about 1963, they bowled at the Ranch Bowl in an electricians' league. The Ranch Bowl had an area for child care, and sometimes we were allowed to come to the bowling league, if we stayed out of the way.
One evening, somebody gave us a dime to buy pop from the dispenser, which was located back by the child care area.
We didn't mind sharing, so we all (4 boys) headed for the pop machine. Oh, what a lucky day, as we discovered that if we just pulled on the pop bottles, they'd come out without putting in the dime.
This was a discovery just too good not too share, we found some other kids and showed them how this worked. Of course, this brought a small crowd and the manager had to come see what was going on. Manager proceeded to raise his voice at us, which brought Dad to see what was happening. We knew we were in trouble.
Imagine our surprise when Dad got in the manager's face and said he would take care of any issues with his kids and manager best get out of his way or face consequences. We filed down to the seats with Dad, waiting for the chewing out that never came. Really, he said, what would you expect a kid to do when he finds pop for nothing?
He made a good advocate, plus he was way bigger than the manager.