National Baseball Hall of Fame 4/17/03
They even have baseballs on the towel dispensers in the bathrooms. How cool is that? Please note that there was a guy in a stall to the left taking a dump, and I wonder what he thought when he heard a camera snap and saw a flash go off in there? And I also wonder about a person who goes to the Baseball Hall of Fame, and takes a shit.
The main entrance of the Hall, taken from the steps of the Cooperstown Post Office across the street. All the construction going on was mildly disappointing, but not enough to ruin it for me. When I was a kid I dreamed of passing through those doors, and the magic is still there.
I took this in one of the many giftshops that line the streets of Cooperstown. It's a bobbin' head doll of ex-Cubs announcer Harry Caray. I told the owner of the shop that I wouldn't be able to sleep in the same house as one of these things, and he agreed.
I was surprised to see President Bush hanging out in the entrance of the Baseball Wax Museum; I would've guessed his plate is pretty full these days. But there he was. I think he did have a lot on his mind, though. I talked to him at length, and he didn't really have much to say back to me. He seemed a little distant.