Running a couple museums in Detroit has its perks, let there be no doubt about it. Among the top of my list will be this day: the day I re-entered a monumental landmark of yesteryear. Walking around the concourse and running on the field I could hear the cheers and chatter of thousands of fans, gathered together for a moment in time and making memories to last for eternity. But I see three-quarters of the Stadium with no seats left, lights falling down, billboards falling apart and nearly perfect field. It was an honor to take it and it fed my inner history buff something fierce. Awesome! I'm not even sure there are many more words to describe it.
Tiger Stadium is heartbreaking reminder of how politics mixes with history and the battle between preserving the past meets the need of new development for the future. I went in today with my team plus one muscle man and gathered additional items to sell in the stores to find out that I have free reign over anything that is left within the walls of that building. Coming soon to an online store and museum stores near you: lockers, benches, doors, seat backs and trinkets of Tiger Stadium that will soon be rubble on Michigan and Trumbull.
Here are some pics to hold you over until I complete my set for webshots.
