tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724537973285198834.post375333154730051237..comments2024-01-29T10:56:03.268-05:00Comments on My Movies, My Words (from Abbott to Ziggy): FIELD OF DREAMSEric F.http://www.blogger.com/profile/05062980077091387176noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1724537973285198834.post-30414155128549378422011-12-08T15:41:40.301-05:002011-12-08T15:41:40.301-05:00"At least he is not a book burner, you Nazi c..."At least he is not a book burner, you Nazi cow."<br /><br />Every time I see it I choke up at the end. Even if you were not estranged from your father, the fantasy of one more chance to spend time with him is just too much. I have no baseball story because that was not where our paths took us. Had I written the story it would be called "Theater of Dreams", and I would have Roy running old movies on one of the four screens in his small town theater. The road trip would take us to Hollywood in search of William Goldman.Richard Kirkhamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16428986542891346618noreply@blogger.com