A trek grows in Brooklyn: Visiting old Dodger baseball haunts

While Los Angeles celebrates the arrival of the Dodgers 50 years ago (beach balls! vigorous organ music!), Brooklyn, N.Y., faces the butt end of that anniversary. This month in 1958, Brooklynites found themselves facing their first 20th century spring without pro baseball, without a bum to curse, without a conversational starting point to unite races and classes. Even now, some people are still telling that joke about the Brooklynite who, left alone in a room with a gun, two bullets, Adolf Hitler, Joseph Stalin and former Dodgers owner Walter O'Malley, realized he would need to shoot O'Malley twice, to be sure. The audience for that joke gets smaller and smaller. If you crunch...