MIAMI — The National Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown, N.Y., is a quaint place lost in time. It’s a village with an estimated 1,750 people actually living there. It is a Norman Rockwell painting. You aren’t sure what decade you’re in. The Hall’s address is Main Street, although that might have gone without saying.
Getting into the Hall of Fame is rather a quaint process, too. As if the internet did not yet exist. The Baseball Writers’ Association of America mails the latest ballot every December to the 440 voting members — I am honored to be one — and they are due back by Dec.