I just read all the messages and most apply to me. First at 108 street Manhattan east side, then 89th Street West side. When I returned from the army my first thought when walking home was how empty the streets were. No Ball Games. I had played them all and great fun. Cops to watch out for, Hide sticks, two sewer hitters were rare but after all claimed to be. Older guys played for money, not me. Balls on roof and balls in basement..watch out for the Nazi who lived there… and pepsi for 5 cents were all part of it. Stopping when parent called and the game went on for those remaining.
So many memories. Thanks I told my sons abourt these and they were impresses, not having known stickball..