Baseball fans exist. The first time I walked into the Baseball Hall of Fame, I was expecting to be bored. Im not a huge baseball fan and I assumed that the museum would just be a huge hall with lots of bronze plaques. Welp, you know what they say about assuming and I indeed made an ass of myself. I walked around the museum in awe. It was amazing. The exhibits were beautifully laid out with cool artifacts in each and lots of fun interactives. It was/is totally cool. I left wanting to sing “take me out to the ballgame” and “the star spangled banner” simultaneously on the streets. I wanted everyone to go there and feel the same passion that was instilled into me by visiting.
SO, now every Tuesday and Thursday I wake up at 6:30am. I eat breakfast in the kitchen, while outside my window the sun rises over the snowy valley of the great Catskill Mountains. I leave my house, coffee in hand, and walk into town. I then board a bus and take the one hour commute into Cooperstown NY. I am dropped off at the beautiful Baseball Hall of Fame!! I am interning there with the Education Department. I am currently revamping their Fine Arts lessons. These are lessons to be taught by art teachers who plan on visiting the museum to see our fine arts collection. I am also helping with the new education center-- its this great new room off of the fine arts gallery. I am working around so many baseball fans and just loving the game more and more. In fact, I think I can officially say that I am a fan myself!