Let dreamers dream what worlds they please
Those Edens can’t be found
The sweetest flowers
The fairest trees
Are grown in solid ground
We’re neither pure nor wise nor good
We’ll do the best we know
We’ll build our house and chop our wood
And make our garden grow
And make our garden growMake Our Garden Grow from “Candide” – Leonard Bernstein
Make Our Garden Grow from “Candide” – Leonard Bernstein
Enjoy this powerful performance of the finale “MAKE OUR GARDEN GROW”
Thoughts From The Back Of The Room 
As always, you nailed it Michael! For better or worse, the people of Cambria, or at least a LOT of them, see the village just as you describe. Sad.
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