Ralph Horner recalls the melting pot of friends he grew up with on East 49th Street in the 1950s—a group who regularly met to play basketball and try to stay out of trouble at the Rainey Institute on East 55th Street.

In Ralph Horner's newest Golden Age installment, he recounts the odd rules in softball games between the factories surrounding the Superior-Luther Playground and a game of one-on-one basketball with this "old-school" father.

In Ralph Horner's newest column series, "The Golden Age on East 49th Street," he writes about his childhood and life lessons learned in Goodrich-Kirtland Park in the 1950s.

In Ralph Horner's newest column series, "The Golden Age on East 49th Street," he writes about his childhood and life lessons learned in Goodrich-Kirtland Park in the 1950s.

In Ralph Horner's newest column series, "The Golden Age on East 49th Street," he writes about his childhood and life lessons learned in Goodrich-Kirtland Park in the 1950s.

In his latest installment about growing up in the 1950s on East 49th Street, Ralph Horning recalls the alley that ran behind the houses and the many advantages it offered.

In Ralph Horner's newest column series, "The Golden Age on East 49th Street," he writes about his childhood and life lessons learned in Goodrich-Kirtland Park in the 1950s.

In Ralph Horner's newest column series, "The Golden Age on East 49th Street," he writes about his childhood and life lessons learned in Goodrich-Kirtland Park in the 1950s.

In Ralph Horner's newest column series, "The Golden Age on East 49th Street," he writes about his childhood and life lessons learned in Goodrich-Kirtland Park in the 1950s.

In his final Rumbles on E. 49th installment, Ralph Horner recalls the epiphany that changed his life and led him down the successful career path, a life he chose.

Ralph Horner shares some of his narrow escapes from fights with rival neighborhood groups while growing up in the Goodrich-Kirtland Park neighborhood in the 1950s.

Ralph Horner recalls two instances when he and his friends ran into trouble as they attempted to rule the streets in the Goodrich-Kirtland Park neighborhood.

During events at the Cleveland Arena, Ralph Horner's "associates" would use business parking lots to make an extra buck and take some cars for a spin.

Ralph Horner was alone on the playground early one morning when his group's rivals, the Gashouse Bots, showed up. Horner averted a fight by playing stupid.

Ralph Horner and his buddies were good at eluding the police when they were hanging out at the Superior-Luther playground, except once when one member of the group made one wrong move.

Ralph Horner and his friends hatched a plan to prank the police who sat in their patrol car on East 55th Street and Superior Avenue every night around 7 p.m. The result produced the kind of joy that only teenage boys can feel.

Riding the electric bus around the neighborhood as a teenager, Ralph Horner and his friends enjoyed pranking the driver. Then, one day, they came up with the "ultimate" prank.

There were three groups of students at Willson School in the 1950s. Ralph Horner witnesses the shortest fight he'd ever seen when one of the "Basement Boys" made an error during a lunchtime movie.

After losing his temper while horsing around at White City Beach one day, Ralph Horner learned a valuable lesson: that sometimes humor if the best way to get out of a fight.

As an 10-year-old in Goodrich-Kirtland Park, Ralph Horner fell in love with the most beautiful 12-year-old he had ever seen. He envisioned themselves as D'Artagnan and Constance Bonacieux from "The Three Musketeers," only to be challenged by a bully.