...although I used to--prior to 2006. (Note: I considered writing this as a reply to Moondoggy's post because it has a similar theme, but, what-the-heck--it's cathartic.) That summer, my family took a two-plus-week trip back East to visit New York and New England. We drove a clockwise route from NYC to upstate NY, thru Vermont and NH to Maine, down to Boston, then back to NYC for the last four days. On the way we got to see/experience three baseball-related sights: Cooperstow...