. ♪ >> anthony: a few miles down the road from greenfield is shelburne falls. kid. sundays, church and picnics. saturday nights, sox games, beer, and bowling. the shelburne falls bowling alley is where time seems anyway to have stopped. first opened in 1906, this is the second oldest bowling alley in america. dedicated to old school new england-style candle pin bowling. the holy rollers, a crowd of septuagenarians who grew up in shelburne and plan -- and this is a reasonable expectation -- to kick my ass. they've been playing here since the '50s. >> woman: i was never allowed to come near the bowling alley. >> anthony: really? this was a den of iniquity? >> woman: this was -- my aunt did not think this was a good idea. >> anthony: oh, man. it's a tiny little ball. this looks really hard. all right. [ cheering ] >> woman: it's very different, shelburne falls. i grew up here. very different. people don't know each other as well as everyone used to know each other. >> man: when i grew up in greenfield, everybody had jobs. i worked from the time i was 13. if i had