By Carolina Brown & Erin McIntyre

Ten-year-old Jack Jaime can ride his bike to the baseball field near his house in Ridgway.

But there’s no point, really, since it’s a field of crunchy weeds.

Though the scoreboards still stand watch over the ball field next to the old brick schoolhouse on Sherman Street, it’s been a while since anyone played ball here.

The infield has been taken over by hardy bindweed, and sometimes people bring their dogs to run there, but otherwise it’s a vacant, dus...