TAXI! TAXI!

Now, here's what I'm wishing: A taxi would pick me up from the airport. Here are some taxi drivers, none of whom looks over the age of 50 but who really are over 70--but who is counting? One of these three guys, Uncle Victor Russell on the right, or Mr. Bert Williams on the lower right, or Mr. (?) below, would take me out to Casuarina Point and promise not to come and get me for at least a month!