Thanks to Jim Grey’s recommendation, I spent yesterday morning reading Stephen Pellegrino’s reflections on the disappearing metal playground equipment from his 1960s New Jersey youth. His post struck a chord: was there anything more thrilling than going to a playground when you were a kid? For me, Muncie’s Westside Park was a place of infinite possibilities. Of course, swings and slides could be found at pretty much any park. What made trips to Westside a real adventure was its Mark IV Imagine City climbing structure.