There is word out of Madrid that researchers believe they may have unearthed the bones of Miguel de Cervantes from the convent grounds where he was buried 399 years ago.
Cervantes, for those who tuned in late, wrote "Don Quixote de La Mancha," considered by many to be the greatest of all novels (although not by those holding out for "War and Peace" or "Dream of the Red Chamber" or "I, the Jury").
The Spanish writer expressed a rueful sense of humor in the face of many misfortunes, and he might simply shrug at this latest indignity (which is not as embarrassing as the digging up of Yves Montand to find DNA and settle a paternity claim).
Even so, Cervantes might wish he had left gravestone instructions similar to those of his English contemporary, W. Shakespeare. These read:
"Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbear
To dig the dust enclosed here;
Blest be the man that spares these stones,
And curst be he that moves my bones."
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