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347 E 19th St
New York, N.Y. 10003,
April 16 1967
Larry Morris

Dear Florence -
How good it is to have a greeting from you + Sam! Apparently you never come East + we never go West. And meanwhile the months and years flit by at a speed I find it very hard to realize. The body no doubt shows signs of it - I see that energy runs out sooner than in the old days - but the thoughts and feelings somehow seem ever young, and the miracle of life always fresh.
I hope you got a card from us at Christmas (It had a photograph of a Lohan in the British Museum that Betty took several years ago, which I thought one of her best pictures). But we went off on short notice just before Christmas to Mexico, and some of our cards were sent from a little post office in the rear of a grocery store in the village of Tepoztlán. The elderly storekeeper and postmaster, courteous, dignified, kindly, was, I am sure, utterly trustworthy, but, having lived in Brazil and had some communications with Peru + Venezuela, I have reservations about the Latin American mails. Do you know Tepoztlán? It is a little village in a magnificent valley, around which mountains rise in sheer cliffs, where late in the afternoon the sun hesitates in great reddish splendor before plunging out of sight. We spent nearly a week there, arriving a few days before Christmas. In the village is a tall, gaunt, shabby, beautiful church from the early days, attached