The Impossible Dream

Those of us old enough to remember the Broadway show, Man of LaMancha, know the song "The Impossible Dream". It seems our fight to save Terri Schiavo was such a dream. But the honor is in the effort more than the result. We fought a good fight. We did our best. This is the third time I have been involved in a situation where someone's life was in doubt and I went to the rescue, but failed. Time taught me that lesson. So be of good cheer, all my fellow fighters. That which does not kill you makes you stronger! For the record, here is a copy of my last email on her behalf, written to the publisher of the newspaper, Florida Today...

" When is someone in Pinellas Park going to call 911 for an ambulance to take Terri Schiavo to the emergency room where all the speculation about her medical condition can be answered?

Her husband has failed her.
Her parents have failed her.
The courts have failed her.
The politicians have failed her.
The mayor of Pinellas Park has failed her.
The Pinellas Park Board has failed her.

So will the people of Pinellas Park be the last to fail her?

It is your police department that has blocked aid to her.
It is your ambulance that is legally obligated to take anyone with life threatening conditions to the hospital.

So who will dial the phone? The number is 911!

How can you all be so cruel? The poor woman has been kept cooped up in a room for years. You would take a newly born child, bundle her up, put her in a stroller and take her for a walk in the sunshine. Why can't you put Terri Schiavo in a wheelchair and walk her to the emergency room? Why you'd even take a dog for a walk in the sun, but can't find it in your hearts to do the same for a woman?

DIAL 911!"