Yesterday's Fields

I have really gotten involved with this Boise-based historical group. Just a bunch of guys from the Boise area, older guys like me, that run this website with lots and lots of images of historical Boise Idaho.if your reader of this blog and from Idaho I would say check it out a lot of great images and comments by the moderators of this blog who really know the history of Boise.

I sort of painted myself as someone who doesn't really like organized sports I think that's really true to a degree but I have to really confess that I certainly attended quite a few sporting events in my day and this is particularly true when I was a kid. Again, in transparency, I would go to these events not to watch the sporting events themselves as much as it was to run around and mess around while at these events. My two favorite venues was the old ballfield where the Boise Braves used to play and the giant old wood Stadium at Boise State University which in those days was BJC are Boise junior-college. I cannot even remember when we first started going to the ballgames at what I thought was the Boise Braves Field. I must've gone with the Cantrell boys because that's basically how I got exposed to everything or anything. Ross would go with me we seem to go everywhere together in those days. The field was in South Boise just by the Boise River. I must've gone to a couple a day games that seems like they're mostly night games I can still remember the smell of summer, hotdogs and the huge lights as the game went into the night. The picture shown here is a bit basic the field and I remember seem to have many more trees and much more foliage. I think this image is around 1939 and I was attending the ballgames in the late 50s early 60s.

This is a great shot of the Boise Junior College Stadium. It's very basic and now of course Stadium has been rebuilt twice I think, a beautiful edifice to sports and the University athletic program. But when I was going to the games it was all would even the fence would have to jump over to get “free” admission. Much like the baseball field the smell of hotdogs permeated the air mixed with that wonderful smell fried hamburgers. Once again, for me, the purpose for me being at that facility was not for the athletic event as much as to be seen and see what was going on with all of my friends. It seemed like it was perpetual running up and down the bleachers and every once in a while turning to watch the game when the crowded erupt for one reason or another. I would give anything for that Time Machine which could drag me back to a summertime baseball game or not him football contest in one of these primitive but beautiful footnotes of my history…

I must've gone with the

Cantrell boys because that's basically how I got exposed to everything or anything. Ross would go with me we seem to go everywhere together in those days. The field was in South Boise just by the Boise River. I must've gone to a couple a day games that seems like they're mostly night games I can still remember the smell of summer, hotdogs and the huge lights as the game went into the night. The picture shown here is a bit basic the field and I remember seem to have many more trees and much more foliage. I think this image is around 1939 and I was attending the ballgames in the late 50s early 60s.

This is a great shout of the Boise Junior College Stadium. It's very basic and now of course Stadium has been rebuilt twice I think, a beautiful edifice to sports and the University athletic program. But when I was going to the games it was all would even the fence would have to jump over to get “free” admission. Much like the baseball field the smell of hotdogs permeated the air mixed with that wonderful smell fried hamburgers. Once again, for me, the purpose for me being at that facility was not for the athletic event as much as to be seen and see what was going on with all of my friends. It seemed like it was perpetual running up and down the bleachers and every once in a while turning to watch the game when the crowded erupt for one reason or another. I would give anything for that Time Machine which could drag me back to a summertime baseball game or not him football contest in one of these primitive but beautiful footnotes of my history…