I’m embarrassed to admit, after living in Baltimore for 22 years, I never stepped foot inside Patterson Park. Even though I lived in Federal Hill and worked on Gay Street (yes, just around the corner from the infamous “Block”) and had experience fending off drunks and panhandlers on my way home each evening, I was afraid to enter the large park. I had always wanted to visit the fascinating Victorian era Pagoda that looms from the top of Hampstead Hill, so a couple of weeks ago, overcoming this irrational fear, my husband, two sons (13 and 4) and I ventured on a quest through the 137 acre urban retreat. We entered.....