Here's a great excerpt from the Philadelphia Inquirer about opening day at the Vet in 1972.
The story of Kiteman.
I flew Mr. Johnson up to Philly to look at our ramp. He said that he could not do the ramp, but that if I got him some roller skates and pulled him behind a car down the street in front of the Vet, he could sail up and over the roof and glide down to home plate.
That sounded pretty cool.
I called Police Commissioner Frank Rizzo and explained the plan. He rejected it because it would "mess up traffic."
I really needed the Kiteman show to go on, so I went back to Mr. Johnson and offered him $1,500 instead of the original $1,000.
"OK, I'll give it a try."
"Great!" I responded. "Would you like to practice?"
"Mr. Giles," he said, "if I'm going to kill myself, I want someone other than just you watching me."

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