At the end of the day, it’s just a building, but to me and many others it’s a hall of memories. We’ve seen wins and losses, eaten ridiculous food, felt our legs stick to those green seats in 1 million degree weather in July, chased foul balls, heckled opposing players, listened to Chuck Morgan’s perfectContinue reading “Hall of Memories: My Farewell to the Ballpark in Arlington”
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