From the author: 2001 Induction at Cooperstown; the adventure of youth
Tuesday night before I left for Cooperstown for the annual Hall of Fame Induction Weekend, a rap came to my front door. Behind it, two young boys who couldn’t have been more than 10 years old.
“Mr., we were playing baseball in the street and we hit the ball into your back yard,” one of them spoke up. “Can we get it?”
This was a line I was not unaccustomed to. Perhaps however what struck me most is that this was the very first time in my life, I was on the receiving end of the lost ball...