I would, however, like to tell you about this favorite spot. I must have picked out on my first visit here with my parents in 1956 because I have a little black and white photo that I took or the exact spot. Why is the only photo I kept from that brownie camera of mine? Over the years I’ve stood at the spot where I can look west toward the bridge and north through the Uffizi courtyard to the Piazza della Signoria. My ancient photo is back at home; when I return I’ll post it, along with a pen an ink illustration of dad’s.