I was 8 or 9 when my neighbor, Tony Silva, took me to my first-ever Dodger baseball game at the L. A. Coliseum. I can still conjure up in my mind, the images of the bright lights, the smell of the Dodger dogs, and the sound of Vin Scully and Jerry Doggett traveling throughout the stadium over the ever-present transistor radios. My most vivid memory, however, was that of a tall, rangy player, named Don Demeter. I had collected many of his baseball cards, but he was not one of the “stars” of the team, although I knew he was one they looked upon to replace the legendary Duke Snider in Center Field.