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The neighborhood's unofficial outdoor gathering place — a vacant lot turned stickball court and de facto town square for the kids of the block.
Gerald Field is what cities do with their empty spaces — the kids claimed it, named it, and made it into something. It is a stickball court, a meeting place, a site for negotiations and confrontations and idle afternoons with nothing to do. The name is both tribute and self-aggrandizement on Gerald's part, and nobody challenged it. Almost every outdoor gathering of the main group happens here or passes through here. It is democratic in the way that shared public space can be — it belongs to whoever shows up and has the energy to claim it for the afternoon.
A cleared lot behind or adjacent to the elementary school, paved with cracked concrete and marked with hand-painted lines that shift by consensus. A single battered backstop leans at a determined angle. The fence around it is chain-link, and the gaps in it serve as unofficial gates. In summer it smells like hot pavement and chalk dust.
Also known as: Gerald Field, Field