This summer marked the 35th anniversary of the release of the movie Field of Dreams. We moved to Iowa 35 years ago July and after my dad and I unloaded the U-Haul, I asked him if he wanted to go see this movie that was getting some buzz in the press. Field of Dreams was the last movie we went to together and will probably remain so, given my dad’s age and health. Fitting, as he was the person who taught me how to play baseball. He spent countless hours teaching me to hit, pitch and how to field grounders.
Field of Dreams at 35
