Everyone has those special moments that they wish wouldn't end. Last Thursday, March 13th, I gained entrance to Dodgertown, being allowed total access to virtually every nook and cranny of this historic facility. To say that I had looked forward to this trip with great anticipation is putting it mildly. My dad had retired from ball in '55, and I never got to experience that special period from the 40s to the 50s when I believe the sport was at its zenith. For 53 years, I've been relegated to watching the fun from far away, always wondering what it would be like to get an up close look. There always seemed to be that line drawn where mere mortals were not allowed to step across. As a result, I felt detached from the sport my father loved to play, and fully expected to see things through binoculars for the rest of my life.
Then out of the blue, surprise connections suddenly propelled me to the front of the line. To my amazement, a mystery sponsor had former Dodger owner Peter O'Malley and Craig Callan, vice-president in charge of spring training at Dodgertown, granting me privileges that view are afforded. I was invited to pack my bags and report to Vero Beach before the magic ended. My heartfelt thanks to that sponsor, and all the staff at Dodgertown, for seeing to it that I was adopted into the Dodger family in a royal way. My parents, if they were still here, would have been profusely grateful for the chance I got to get an up-close look at what the rest of family enjoyed for over 17 years.
Enough rambling, right? I'll post a few pics to get things started, then will follow up with much more after I've had some rest. This thread won't feature the most complete pictorial view of Dodgertown ever created. It'll just be my whirlwind visit where I honestly tried my darndest to remember to take photos and not just stand around with my jaws wide open. Baseball history oozes from this place like sap from a maple tree in Maine. I tried to capture the feel of the place, both for myself and those who would look at these pictures. I truly hope you enjoy them.
Below: the entrance, including some neat gates, me and my lifelong pal Neal Ball outside the main office in our Dodger regalia. (Our thanks to our wives for allowing us to regress to childhood for a while!) More to come...stay tuned!
- Todd (Anderson)
Proud son of #14
Then out of the blue, surprise connections suddenly propelled me to the front of the line. To my amazement, a mystery sponsor had former Dodger owner Peter O'Malley and Craig Callan, vice-president in charge of spring training at Dodgertown, granting me privileges that view are afforded. I was invited to pack my bags and report to Vero Beach before the magic ended. My heartfelt thanks to that sponsor, and all the staff at Dodgertown, for seeing to it that I was adopted into the Dodger family in a royal way. My parents, if they were still here, would have been profusely grateful for the chance I got to get an up-close look at what the rest of family enjoyed for over 17 years.
Enough rambling, right? I'll post a few pics to get things started, then will follow up with much more after I've had some rest. This thread won't feature the most complete pictorial view of Dodgertown ever created. It'll just be my whirlwind visit where I honestly tried my darndest to remember to take photos and not just stand around with my jaws wide open. Baseball history oozes from this place like sap from a maple tree in Maine. I tried to capture the feel of the place, both for myself and those who would look at these pictures. I truly hope you enjoy them.
Below: the entrance, including some neat gates, me and my lifelong pal Neal Ball outside the main office in our Dodger regalia. (Our thanks to our wives for allowing us to regress to childhood for a while!) More to come...stay tuned!
- Todd (Anderson)
Proud son of #14
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