Budd Inlet, 4th Ave. Bridge, and on the horizon the old St. Pete's Hospital where my brother was born
Back then in the late 1950s, St. Pete's would not allow child visitors in the hospital. So I remember my uncle and aunt taking shifts watching me in their 1958 Chevy parked in the parking lot while I drew cartoons with my finger on the late November rear car window condensation as my sibling entered the world.