I went for a run at the trails in Devou Park in Covington, Ky., tonight, and while the run was pleasant, the sights at the old Ludlow-Bromley Field nearby were depressing.
Instead of Little Leaguers struggling to catch the ball in the sun, weeds and shoots of grass poked from the infield dirt.
Instead of bracing for a collision as a runner rounded third, home plate lay forlorn, cracked and smashed into the dirt, listing to the left. Instead of the cries of parents and coaches telling players to hit it where they ain't, only the humming of cars on the nearby road broke the silence
Clearly, the baseball park no longer gets much use. Even the view from what is left of the mound shows a porta-potty instead of a swinging batter, a crouching catcher, and the umpire behind it all.
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