MyClassics.Com: Field of Dreams Part II

Inside Field of Dreams

"Hey...Is This Heaven?"
The voice declares, "if you build it, he will come." Each year, tens of thousands of visitors make the trek to the Field of Dreams movie set in tiny Dyersville, Iowa from all corners of the world. People are magically drawn to the Field of Dreams for reasons they can't explain. They come to shag flies, run the bases, and search for something missing in their lives.

It falls to each individual to supply whatever drama and whatever cast he or she desires. Family reunions and stories of redemption and reconciliation are as common on this unique baseball field as are double plays and sacrifice plays.

These true stories tell the story of how this phenomenon came to be, why people are searching for the sacred in among the rows of Iowa corn at the edge of the outfield, and how baseball is able to form a special bond that brings generations together. We hope you will contribute your real Field of Dream's experiences to this ongoing web site.

Our first story takes us a Father and Son who never met or knew each other until one day on the Field of Dreams, a Father and Son play catch. Click here to begin reading this intriguing story.

"NO...It's Iowa!"

The power of dreams can make you come alive...

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I loved the game. I'd have played for food money. I'd have played for free and worked for food. It was the game, the parks, the smells, the sounds. Have you ever held a bat or a baseball to your face? The varnish, the leather. And it was the crowd, the excitement of them rising as one when the ball was hit deep. The sound was like a chorus. Then there was the chug-a-lug of the tin lizzies in the parking lots, and the hotels with their brass spittoons in the lobbies and brass beds in the rooms. It makes me tingle all over like a kid on his way to his first double-header, just to talk about it.

-Joe Jackson, in W.P.Kinsella's Shoeless Joe Jackson