Matt and me and Nolan I first went to Cooperstown in 1988, when my family stopped over for a night in August on our way to Boston and Maine for our regular summer vacation. The second trip came in 1992, when we went — and my sister and I each brought along a friend —
Category Archives: Nostalgia
Visiting the Hall
It’s Hall of Fame weekend, an event I’ve been to once and hope to get to again soon. The first visit was in 1992, for Tom Seaver’s induction. I’m too young to remember all but a little of Seaver’s career. Though I should’ve been aware of his 300th win at Yankee Stadium, I wasn’t, and
The Kid bows out of the picture
Ken Griffey Jr. may have been our generation’s Mickey Mantle, the player who was admired and beloved beyond his home stadium, the kid who managed to do things on a baseball field that few other players of his time could do. I have vivid memories of Griffey’s career from start to finish, which came yesterday
People still come, Ray
I’ve been to heaven. Twice, in fact. I first learned you could go there on your own time during my junior year of college. A friend of mine from western Illinois, Joe, had a photo of himself with several friends, a few I knew, together on the ballfield in the cornfield in Dyersville, Iowa. Until
My year on the disabled list
As a kid, I played baseball from sometime in maybe the second grade through my junior year of high school. When I wasn’t good enough to make varsity before my senior year and realized that I would be practicing every day and playing sparingly in games, I decided to enjoy the spring afternoons with my