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Field of Dreams: Sometimes Myth and Reality Coincide

James Earl Jones delivering a baseball sermon on a field of dreams

Ray, people will come, Ray.

They’ll come to Iowa for reasons they can’t even fathom. They’ll turn up your driveway, not knowing for sure why they’re doing it. They’ll arrive at your door as innocent as children, longing for the past.

“Of course, we won’t mind if you look around,” you’ll say. “It’s only twenty dollars per person.” They’ll pass over the money without even thinking about it. For it is money they have and peace they lack.

And they’ll walk out to the bleachers, and sit in shirt-sleeves on a perfect afternoon. They’ll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they’ll watch the game, and it’ll be as if they’d dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick, they’ll have to brush them away from their faces.

People will come, Ray.

The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball.

America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers. It’s been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time.

This field, this game — it’s a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that once was good, and it could be again.

Ohhhhhhhh, people will come, Ray. People will most definitely come.

James Earl Jones, Field of Dreams

These stirring words from the iconic mythological Field of Dreams have loomed large in the minds of baseball fans ever since they were first spoken. They were spoken by James Earl Jones at a moment of cosmic truth in the movie. They were spoken when Kevin Costner had to make a decision between myth and reality. They were spoken between a team led by the long-deceased Shoeless Joe Jackson and a foreclosure notice on his home, another symbol of the American Dream.

Spoiler alert. Kevin Costner chose myth over reality leading to another and briefer iconic line from the movie.

The father and son have a catch in Field of Dreams

“Hey Dad. Do you want to have a catch?”

This one line has been known to make grown men cry. There on the field of dreams a father and son have a catch. The fact that the father is dead lo these many years adds to its power. Here he appears in the prime of life with his son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter not even a gleam in his eye. He thinks he is in heaven only to learn that it is Iowa. As the lights from the house are turned on, the father and son have a catch and suddenly out of nowhere, cars are lining up to be part of the field of dreams.

 

 

Family, home, and baseball - "Is this heaven?" "No, its Iowa."

The American Dream

Pure magic. Difficult to do in a movie, even harder to do in real life.

THE NATURAL WITH ROBERT REDFORD

Roy Hobbs hits a mythical and cosmic home run in The Natural

Another mythical moment occurs with Roy Hobbs. In this instance the injured Hobbs is a bat with everything on the line. You can see the blood through his shirt. After a long fly-ball, Wonder Boy, his mythical bat that he had carved from a tree struck by lightning is splintered and unusable. The bat boy who has been working on making his own bat brings it to Hobbs.

Spoiler alert: Hobbs then hits a home run not only to win the games but to defeat the forces of darkness which had threatened it. The home-run ball shatters the nightlights in stadium. It sails off into the cosmos. Finally it lands in the mitts of a father and son having a catch.

Pure magic. Difficult to do in a movie, even harder to do in real life.

KIRK GIBSON

Kirk Gibson hits a mythical and cosmic home run in the real World Series

Sometimes reality mimics myth. In the real world, in the opening game of the 1988 World Series between the Los Angeles Dodgers and the Oakland Athletics, the moment of truth has arrived. It really is the 9th inning. The Dodgers really are down to their last at bat. Then from out of the dugout comes their leader. He is a physically beaten player unable to play an entire game. In the words of Dodger broadcaster Vin Scully, Dodger manager Tommy Lasorda had decided to roll the dice. He sends Gibson up to bat against the ace relief pitcher and future Hall-of-Famer Dennis Eckersley. It seemed like a mismatch.

Spoiler alert: Gibson hits a game-winning home run. He circles the bases pumping his arms in physical exuberance as his teammates rush out to greet him. The A’s never recover. They had their best on the mound and the game seemingly won when suddenly they became part of an iconic moment in baseball history but on the wrong side.

Pure magic. Difficult to do in a movie, even harder to do in real life.

GIBSON AND HOBBS

Somewhere between the first and second games of the 1988 World Series, someone at NBC had the insight to combine these two home runs in a single clip, the mythical one of Hobbs and the actual one of Gibson.. Scenes of the home run and his circling the bases to be greeted by his teammates were interwoven with scenes of the Gibson home run and his circling the bases to be greeted by his teammates.

Pure magic. Difficult to do in a movie, even harder to do in real life.

FREDDIE FREEMAN, KIRK GIBSON, AND ROY HOBBS

Freeman and Gibson: Where’s Hobbs?

Now we have another home run to add to the mythic list. The World Series is between not just any two teams but the Yankees and the Dodgers. Together these storied teams have played against each other 12 times in the World Series. Many of the great moments that have become part of baseball history are from these World Series conflicts.

So here we are. Bottom of the tenth. Two outs, Bases loaded. How many times have kids imagined that scenario? Freeman has been injured. He was not shot like Hobbs or simply beaten down like Gibson. He was able to play the entire game and even had hit a triple earlier. Now he was at bat with everything on the line against the Yankees, a fabled team of 27 World Series wins.

Spoiler alert: Freeman hits the first walk-off grand slam home run in World Series baseball history after 692 games. And to add icing to the cake, he hits another home run in Game 2. And then another one in Game 3.

Immediately people begin comparing the Freeman home run to the Gibson home run. But let’s not forget Roy Hobbs and the mythic field of dreams either.

There is more to the game-winning home run in the World Series. There is the father-son story as well as to the hitter’s family. After the home run celebration on the field, Freddie Freeman found father Fred Freeman in the stands behind home plate. Then a family celebration ensued. The father stills throw batting practice to the son just as he did when they were younger.

He’s been there since I was a little boy, throwing batting practice to me every day. This isn’t my moment. That’s my dad’s moment.

But the parallels between the homers [of Gibson and Freeman], right down to their respective landing spots in the right field stands and time 8:37 PM, indeed provide an echo of history, the kind baseball offers like no other sport. (Ken Rosenthal, “For Freddie Freeman, his family and Dodgers fans, a grand moment on the biggest stage,” NYT October 26, 2024).

When you get told you do something like that, in this game that’s been around a very long time — I love the history of this game. To be a part of it, it’s special. (Jayson Stark, “Freddie Freeman wallops his way into World Series history with walk-off slam that’ll float forever” NYT October 26, 2024).

Family, Dodger Stadium, World Series – Is this heaven. No its the World Series.

So here we are in this extremely tight presidential election year and no one has reached out to the Field of Dreams fans.

Hudson Yards versus Hudson Valley: Where Is Your Field of Dreams?

Hudson Yards (Max Touhey, Curbed NewYork)

Earlier this spring the Manhattan skyline changed rather dramatically. As the front page of the New York Times put it: “A Gleaming Behemoth Rises, for Better or Worse”(print edition March 15, 2019; online title Hudson Yards Is Manhattan’s Biggest, Newest, Slickest Gated Community. Is This the Neighborhood New York Deserves?).   It’s called Hudson Yards. Do you think there will ever be an historical society there? What kind of place is it?

Michael Kimmelman, architecture critic for the paper, was fairly critical of this addition. To the publicity that the Hudson Yards was inspired by ancient Indian stepwells, Kimmelman asserted, it is about as much like them as Skull Mountain at Six Flags Great adventure is like Chichen Itza. Space does not permit a full expression of his criticisms so I will present only some summary comments that go the heart and lack of soul of the complex.

Over all, Hudson Yards epitomizes a skin-deep view of architecture as luxury branding. Each building exists to act as a logo for itself. The assortment suggests so many crowded perfume bottles vying for attention in a department store window display….

It is, at heart, a supersized suburban-style office park, with a shopping mall and a quasi-gated condo community targeted at the 0.1 per cent. A relic of dated 2000s thinking, nearly devoid of urban design, it declines to blend into the city grid….

Hudson Yards glorifies a kind of surface spectacle ⸺as of the peak ambitions of city life were consuming luxury goods and enjoying a smooth, seductive, mindless materialism.

The best feature of the complex is the 1100 feet high observation deck. It will have bleachers next year raising the height of one’s view even more. And that view is spectacular. You can practically see all creation. From there one can gaze upon the most magnificent vistas of New York imaginable…because from there you cannot see the Hudson Yards!

Kimmelman compares Hudson Yards to the beloved Rockefeller Center of Christmas tree fame and the new edifices are found wanting in almost every way imaginable. It’s not a place where Jane Jacobs would live, where organic communities will be nurtured, or where a community historical society will take root.

In the New Yorker, Hudson Yards is the Hotel California of New York, Alexandra Schwartz lambasts “unremitting artificiality” of the place. This supposed “neighborhood of the future” is a high-end corporate park enclave sustained by $6 billion in tax breaks, more than Amazon sought for its failed attempt to locate in Queens.  Schwartz even mocks the seeming triumph of urban reimagination as the “embodiment of this narcotic nowhere-ness” the nearby High Line exemplifies: a beautiful highway that has sliced through a living neighborhood, Robert Moses style, leaving luxury buildings in its wake.” Hell’s Kitchen has character, Hudson Yards has superficial slick size.

A subsequent article Hudson Yards: A City Within a City: New York’s newest neighborhood drew inspiration from Battery Park City, but is filled with 21st-century twists by C. J. Hughes in the New York Times, specifically notes this dichotomy using the 20th-century Battery Park City in lower Manhattan also along the Hudson River for comparison.

While Battery Park City may embody the lessons of urbanist Jane Jacobs, who favored short blocks [as in her beloved Greenwich Village], Hudson Yards can feel derived from her opposite, the master builder Robert Moses, whose approach was often big and muscular.

Hudson Yards is located in New York but is it really part of New York? Where does it belong?

Consider the view of Sebastian Modak, a New York Times reporter assigned to visit every place on the “52 Places to Go in 2019” list (New, Strange and Familiar, It’s Still New York, print edition April 7, 2019; I Walked the Length of Manhattan. Here Is What I Found.

My parents live in Dubai and the only way I’ve learned to like that superlative-obsessed, chrome-and- steel glass city is by gravitating toward the polyglot migrant communities that built the city and the scant traces of the pearl-diving beginnings that haven’t been swallowed up by the drive to build, build, build. To me, Hudson Yards is New York City trying to be the Dubai I’ve always avoided….

Getting back to the Hudson River Greenway was a relief, and entering Central Park made me ecstatic.

In another article (It’s Really Two Malls in One, print edition April 11, 2019; At Hudson Yards, One Mall for the Rich, and One for Everyone Else in New York Times, reporter Jon Caramanica takes to task all those people who have been comparing Hudson Yards to Dubai: “That’s a grave insult to Dubai [!]”

Two different lifestyles are being contrasted here. One is high above the river and for the very rich people; the other is at the street level where the real people live. As the superstar cities from Manhattan to San Francisco increasingly cater to the rich, the stratification increases. Sometimes it reaches a point where normal people cannot even afford to live in the city anymore.

In science fiction, the dichotomy takes on extreme forms. H. G. Wells wrote The Time Machine (1895) about time travel to the future but reflective of his present. The future division of beings into Morlocks and Eloi were a projection of the two classes he encountered: the one who struggled with ceaseless physical labor often underground while the other surface-dwelling leisured class was capable of producing nothing. In the Star Trek episode “The Cloud Minders,” once again there two classes of people. The Troglites mine the earth doing the physical labor while the intellectuals reside above it all in Stratos, a luxurious metropolis which literally floats in the sky. New York did extend the subway to reach Hudson Yards, but I cannot help but wonder if that is more for the people who work there then who live there. How did Gene Rodenberry know? In effect, these Hudson Yard residents are part of a global community like Spectre and not a local or national community.

At the same time that Hudson Yards was garnering unfavorable publicity, Hudson Valley was reaping more positive press. The article “An Instant Community in the Catskills” is about how people created an instant community in the Catskills. It’s about a group of people from the city who all bought homes in a tiny Catskill hamlet. According to the reporter, almost everyone in the group said they have richer social lives and deeper bonds as a result of having bought homes in Sullivan County. Critical to that result was having a sense of community in a place where none of them had lived before. In this case, they brought a community with them and then became part of the larger local [native or indigenous] people who lived there.

A similar pattern occurred in Hudson, NY, according to “Is the Hudson Valley Turning Into the Hamptons?” In this example it was a case of Brooklyn moving north to an Amtrak stop on the Hudson. However, the article serves as a cautionary tale about what the Hudson Valley maybe losing if it replicates West Manhattan aka the Hamptons.

As it turns out even the commuting suburb of Westchester where I live has become part of the story. Once upon a time, post-World War II and Korean War veterans and families moved north in great numbers from the city to find a piece of the American Dream. When they did so, they cut their home ownership or rental ties to the city. A new trend is for people to maintain their city residence while acquiring a second home in Westchester or Connecticut. In a “Close Escape from New York,” a broker exults:

There is the assumption that you have to go far away for it to be wild and natural. But we have areas where, thanks to rocky outcroppings, lakes and streams, you swear you are in New Hampshire.

One such person waxed poetic in her love of her new dwelling in Connecticut:

It was the stone walls that got me. You pass over the Saugatuck River, and there is this little house in Wilton where the road turns from two lanes to one, and when I see it, all of the tension from my neck and back falls away. We see woodpeckers; we see hawks; we see deer. But we don’t see people, and we don’t hear them. It’s a true escape. For us it’s a refuge.

Just as Central Park is for the city dwellers in the example cited above.

Another person making the move to Pound Ridge in Westchester shared similar views.

With young kids, it can get harder to travel. So we created our own Shangri-La up here. The benefit of the location is unbeatable.

The reporter observed of a third couple: “They longed to wake up in nature, by the water, for longer than a weekend.

Or as the couple said:

I feel much healthier out here. It feels good just to breathe fresh air.

Perhaps it is James Earl Jones, resident of Pawling in Dutchess County and supporter of the Friends of the Great Swamp in Putnam and Dutchess Counties who said it best:

For it is money they have and peace they lack.

And all these locations have historical societies too. We need to belong in time as well as space.

Hudson Yards is glitzy, glamorous, and soulless. It appeals to the 1% who want to be above it all living lives of conspicuous consumption. Meanwhile, the real people seek a connection with nature and community. Keep these thoughts and observations in mind when seeking to understand the true issues at stake in the culture wars between Columbus Day and Indigenous Peoples’ Day. Tikkun Olam. Repair the World.