- Sancho's History -

   

741 E. Colfax Denver, Colorado (next to the Fillmore)
Colfax and Clarkson N.W. Corner (303) 832-5288

"Look, sir," answered Sancho Panza,
"those which appear yonder are not giants, but windmills;
and what seem to be arms are the sails,
which whirled about by the wind make the millstone go."
"It is very evident," answered Don Quixote,
"that thou art not versed in the business of adventures."

When I was young and when many other people were young and very good at expressing themselves they would give something like a wad of paper or a rubber band to somebody they liked. The recipient would, in turn, say "thank you, I'll treasure it forever" and they certainly meant it for the wad of paper was really something to give. However, they soon got old and forgot what the wad of paper meant. They forgot that they would treasure it forever. They demanded and gave bigger and better things or so they thought because bigger and better things do not necessarily mean bigger and better. Bigger and better things are easier to give because they only involve the sacrifice of money not the heart. The wad of paper was more important because it was not the wad that the person gave or recieved, it was the heart--it was love and that cannot be bought.
Love is harder to give and recieve than any present in the world. The song that I believe best represents the gift of the heart is "Broken Arrow" and the lyrics go like this--"Who else is going to bring you a broken arrow, who else is going to bring you a bottle of rain." Now seemingly, these two things are not worth a lot, but when you think about them you realize that they are the only things worth while.
My father has brought me many broken arrows and many bottles of rain, both apparently useless in the world of commerce and conspicuous consumption, but both brought as peace offerings--a very valuable thing to give.
A specific instance comes to mind on a day that my mother and I were quite upset with my father--the reason fails to reveal itself. My father left the house in an uproar and we were glad to get rid of him. He came back ten minutes later with a bottle of rain; not exactly, but a piece of cardboard with a sheet of ice on it, saying "Margie, do you need some ice." That was the end of that squabble, peace was at hand because it is quite hard to stay angry when you are laughing. During the middle of summer to find a large amount of ice is quite a feat, but to bring it back is something else entirely.

Once again it is the heart at work rather than the mind. Buying something would destroy the feeling, it would be contrived, it would not be a bottle of rain--it would be an arrow armed and ready, ready to shoot--only a temporary calm rather than a real one.
Sometimes we must look back and remember that as children we knew everything and as we grow up we forget what is really important. My father has shown me the value of the child that i have occasisionally tried to lose, that is why when he was dying I took him to Deer Creek on my birthday to see a "Broken Arrow."
We must always remember what the fox said to the little prince holds true - - 'what is essential is invisible to the eye and that only with the heart may one see rightly.'
Today, my gift to you is "Sancho's Broken Arrow."
With it, I wish you peace and love and that all your dreams come true.
Thank you,
Jay M.Bianchi
Stay True Blue

This place is dedicated to our mother, Margaret Ann Bianchi, who maintained the practical thereby making it possible for us to dream the impractible.