It’s time to say goodbye, but I think goodbyes are sad and I’d much rather say hello. Hello to a new adventure. I’m not leaving, folks. I’ll still be with you, living my life in Michigan - my home state - surrounded by family and friends. And rather than goodbye, please allow me to say thank you. Thank you for letting me be part of your family. Thank you for taking me with you to that cottage up north, to the beach, the picnic, your work place and your backyard. Thank you for sneaking your transistor under the pillow as you grew up loving the Tigers. Now, I might have been a small part of your life. But you’ve been a very large part of mine. And it’s my privilege and honor to share with you the greatest game of all.
Ernie Harwell, 1918-2010


On my last trip back to Detroit, James, Jeff, and Taylor of the Detroit Party Marching Band gave me a fantastic tour of the city. It’s the only reason I got a chance to see half the city, including the Power House Project, Hamtramck Disneyland, the Grace Lee Boggs house, and the RIC. This, though, was my favorite stop. Roesink Stadium played home to the Detroit Stars in what’s now Veterans Park. All that remains today is the field itself and the home plate grandstand, but god is it beautiful. I’d love nothing more than for the city to realize its own wealth of baseball history, and restore/preserve the field. The structure around Tiger Stadium may be lost, but the city’s been given a second chance with Roesink.

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