when i got the word that tiger stadium was finally slated for demolition, i did what anyone with an appreciation for photography and baseball would do. panic. it shouldn't have been that big a deal. they've been threating/planning this for years now. and my dad has already gotten his memorabilia. but seeing as i will be in baltimore for the next few weeks, i won't be around to chain myself to the fence when that wrecking ball comes. (i'll leave that in harwell's hands.)
at the very least, i had to go down one last time and get some pictures. it's a totally different scene down at that ballpark. deserted. (well, obviously.) and really eerie. (jackie and i got sort of lost on the way to death cab last week. and somehow ended up on trumbull. and all of the sudden, there's tiger stadium. just chilling.) i convinced my dad to drive down to detroit, and it turned into this father's day outing. which worked out quite nicely.
happy fathers day, dad!
