As a young boy, I got a copy of the Broadway soundtrack for “Man of La Mancha”. Many an hour spent dreaming of being this kind of dreamer; Quixote saw beauty, wonder and love—everywhere he turned. While Aldonza saw herself as only a prostitute, he saw her for what she truly was, “Dulcinea”. To me, this is magical…
And yet, I have never had the chance to see the show…
