Clinton Oval (A Lost Mill City Ballpark)

Résumé du livre

The sun risen over the Blackstone Valley, casting a golden glow over the ballpark diamond and the towering mills looming in the background with their dark silhouettes against the sun, and the Blackstone River flowing ever so gently nearby, a stark contrast to what it is today and a reminder of Woonsocket, Rhode Island's Industrial Past.

The air was crisp with the promise of an exciting baseball game. The sounds of cheers and the crack of the wooden bat echoed through the stillness of the Mills. It was the typical sounds you would hear at the Clinton Oval in 1912, with the atmosphere charged with anticipation. And the smell of popcorn in the air, the hum of the river nearby, simply added to the nostalgic feeling of America's Greatest Pastime at the Clinton Oval. With the fans dressed in their best, waving flags and banners in support, creating a sea of colors and movements that must have been enchanting to behold. This is the story of the Clinton Oval and the many Legends who graced this Lost Mill City Ballpark.