The music of Field of Dreams is many things to many people.  For me it is a connection with a long dead relative.  Once upon a time, I hoped to go to Connie Mack Stadium in Philadelphia with my grandfather.  We actually got down there one day to buy tickets but for some reason, the seats he wanted were unavailable.  I'd have settled for a seat behind a pillar but it wasnt' to be.  Listening to the music of Field of Dreams takes me to a cornfield in Iowa which, by this music, is transformed into Connie Mack.