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I was 5-7 years old in 1957-59. My parents and the three kids lived in Parma, Ohio, a suburb of Cleveland. Cleveland was a polluted mess downtown. I remember my Dad taking me to see my first baseball game at the old steel girder stadium on Lake Erie. Driving through downtown was like Dante's Inferno. Lake Erie was so polluted that swimming wasn't allowed. Eating the fish in Lake Erie was a genetic experiment.

The Indians were playing the Red Sox that sunny July day in 1958. Ted Williams, Carl Yastrzemski, and Rocky Colavito. It was freezing in the shade under those steel girders. The breeze off Lake Erie was straight from the Arctic.

During batting practice, I ran through the seats to get a foul ball. The usher made me give it back. It was a dirty old ball. I guess the Indians couldn't afford new baseballs.

It was a good life in Parma.

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