Today a friend of mine took me on a tour of Maryvale, including seeing the new construction near Grand Canyon University. And it's the first time I'd seen Marivue Park, which is on Osborn.
I'm fascinated with the names of things. Names of cities, names of streets. And some of them really don't mean anything. But Maryvale meant a lot. And the next time you're at the Maryvale Baseball Stadium, stop and smell the roses, and note the plaque there at the entrance, and think of Mary.
|John F. Long and Mary, the Mary of Maryvale.|
|The roses at Maryvale Baseball Park|
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