my way to another location in Venice in 1994 I came upon an
accident scene. Hot rodding kids had side swiped two old fishermen.
The fishermen swerved and struck a piling, causing one of the
men to also hit the piling head on. Moments later our boat appeared
and we hauled the apparently dead man into our boat and sped
back to Venice. I was cradling his head in my lap when he regained
consciousness for a moment I turned him over to my assistant
and his girlfriend, stood up and took a diary photograph in
color as we sped past the Island of the Dead.