What a find. I believe that was the old St Marks Hotel on the right? In the 60s it was full of artists and musicians. I can still hear the music and smell the oil of the paints--and the red wine I was sipping out of brown paper bag as I walked from one end of Venice to the other.
I read part of your blog. How neat.
Your info on Venice helped me appreciate the old beach town even more. I can tell by your text, your wonderful ability to write well, that you too loved the Venice of yesterday.
I am glad to have met someone who understands the joy of yesterday's memories of Venice West.
Robert L. Huffstutter
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Remembering Venice
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