Night Owl Cards

  For the first 20 years of my life, I lived an hour-and-a-half away from the Baseball Hall of Fame. As close as that is, even in the '70s people didn't travel as often as they do now. So anything farther than 20 miles away seemed far to me as a kid. And the first time I ever went to Cooperstown is a journey in my mind. But I have been blessed by where I grew up. I have been to the Hall five times in my life, although the most recent visit was more than 25 years ago. Because of that, my memories of my Hall visits are pretty shaky. I don't remember most details or dates and almost no Hall of Fame displays. But there are a few things that continue to stay with me and probably will for the rest of my life. None of them are all that exciting, but -- they are exciting to me. And when you have a blog, that's all that matters. Here are some of the things I recall from those Hall visits: Approaching the entrance My first Hall of Fame visit came in 1975 when I was 9 years old. E...