Open space is lost forever

Every time I drive down Maple Street these days past what used to be the little league ball field, see all that heavy equipment tearing up the soil and try to envision a bunch of tacky little houses jammed in there, it turns my stomach. Yes, I know this is beating a dead horse, that the train has left the station and won't be returning, but it doesn't alter my feelings.

I have no history there other than years of observation; no children of my own or that I knew ever played ball there; but the property was always an asset to the community as open space and play field use which is now forever l...