Growing up in the 80's (yes, I'm old), I spent countless summer hours playing baseball, often in open fields with no formal baseball markings.
A summer day would begin early with the neighborhood kids meeting at the field. Many times, first base was a mailbox or a tree, and home runs were defined by hitting a neighbor's house. The days were long and fun, and by mid-summer, the fields would transform from a lush green field to a worn-out baseball diamond: a Sandlot.
As an adult looking back, these days are some of the strongest, most passionate memories of my youth. As I've have grown and become a parent, there are very few things more rewarding than watching our children playing the game of baseball.
Passing the legacy of the game to our children is a privilege as rewarding as any. As I have transitioned from coach to cheering parent, I continue to watch our children embrace the game of baseball while learning the life lessons of teamwork, self-confidence, and dedication. I've dreamt of providing an environment where children, parents, and the community as a whole can reminisce about their youth, relive favorite memories from the game of baseball, share a good meal, relax, and enjoy.
Welcome to "The Sandlots of Salem."
Steve & Jodi Skutnik