By Gene Gallelli

It occurred to me during one of my many nostalgic moments how much my hometown parks had meant to me. In fact, I realized that many fascinating childhood park experiences often popped up during coffee conversations with friends and colleagues, along with debates over politics and myriad sports.

I’m not talking about parks in big cities that have them at every major intersection, but those small ones cherished by every village or town where the history and events of community life are celebrated. You know the ones I’m taking about, with the white-painted gazebo on maintained acres of

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