Downtown Ghostly Bowling Alley

There is a store on Main street where soft music plays. The music is supposed to be left on at all times, even through the evening, so that when a worker comes to open the store in the morning they do not hear the mystery sounds the music hides.

An employee at the store will offer well known customers a chance to hear the sounds. She turns down the music, and if you stand in just the right area you can hear a sound of muted rolling, and then a sound as if something has been knocked over. If your hearing is good enough, you might even hear muted footsteps and the voices of men. It sounds much a modern bowling alley, only very muted and the balls and pins falling have a distinct sound of taking place on a wooden floor. It’s bowling, but then again, it’s not bowling as we know it.

The salesperson will point out that the floor will vibrate at times. It could be a large truck going by, or it could be coming from down below. It’s down below this business where things get interesting. Opening the door to the basement, there is a distinct smell of stale cigar smoke. The owner of the business will tell you it’s just fumes from cars passing by, or perhaps something to do with mold and damp. However, most people that visit say it smells like someone has been down there smoking cigars, though the odor has faded somewhat.

The salesperson feels there was at one time a bowling alley in the basement of the building. Bowling was a well known early pastime in Keene. Not the alleys such as we know today, with machines to lift the pins back into place. These were simple alleys, simply men gathered together that set up the old wooden pins themselves, which were usually much smaller than those used today. More of a gentleman’s get together, bowling along with billiards, were a popular form of recreation at one time. Possibly even today, bowling is popular with some resident ghosts who still show up at their favorite bowling alley to enjoy an eternal game or two.

The music plays still plays softly, just loud enough to cover the slight sound of the gentleman’s game, though nothing can cover up the gentle rumble that comes up perhaps whenever a strike is bowled.