The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been
baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It's been erased
like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time.
This field, this game, is a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that
once was good, and it could be again. Oh, people will come, Ray. People will
most definitely come.
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