I have many fond memories of Jerome as my home town, Ash Fork was, as the crow flies, just over the hill. I played high school sports against Jerome in the early 1950s when the baseball field sat on a peninsula north of the high school. The left field fence was only about 200 feet down the line. It wasn’t all that hard to hit a ball over that fence and with a little luck it might

True West July/August 2020