Just Call Me Don Quixote

My earliest memory of the theatre was seeing Man of La Mancha on Broadway in 1968. I have loved that musical ever since and still well up with emotion when I hear The Impossible Dream.



To dream the impossible dream
To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow
To run where the brave dare not go

To right the unrightable wrong
To love pure and chaste from afar
To try when your arms are too weary
To reach the unreachable star
...
And the world will be better for this,
That one man, scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage,
To reach the unreachable star
I sometimes think of myself, especially in my earlier years, as a windmill fighter ... siding with the underdog and always ... always fighting for 'the right'. I haven't changed a whole lot over the years except maybe in my understanding of what constitutes 'the right' :)