Yankee Stadium
As a kid I visited my grandparents in suburban St. Louis every July. Gloriously free and grown up, I roamed about basically unsupervised day after hot, humid day. After doing a chore or two I’d head to the drug store in town and buy as many packs of baseball bubble...
AT+T Park, San Francisco, CA
The Golden Gate The first time I saw The Golden Gate I arrived by bicycle, from Poughkeepsie, New York. Two Vassar College friends and I spent the summer of ’72 riding through Canada and down the Pacific Coast Highway from Vancouver to Palo Alto, about 30 miles south...
Nationals Park, Washington D.C.
Professional baseball in Washington D.C. has been a notoriously mixed bag. “First in war, first in peace, last in the American League“ was the old saw. And it was true, sort of. The first incarnation of the Senators/Nationals franchise came in last place 9 times in 60...
