Unlike so much of my family and circle of friends, I am not a fan of the Los Angeles Dodgers. In fact, I’m not a fan of any sports team. This lack of loyalty and enthusiasm for team sports has its downside. I’m unable to participate in animated conversations about the teams. This leaves me feeling a bit like an “outsider” at parties and other gatherings. But I do have fond memories of one of my uncles taking me and my cousins to a Dodger game in the early 1960s, soon after the famed Dodger Stadium at Chávez Ravine was opened.
Before delving into the sordid past that allowed the creation of this magnificent stadium, let’s set the stage by mentioning an event from the past that evokes some of the characteristics of the acquisition and development of Chávez Ravine.