In the early 1970's, my son Kevin found some hand-painted Mexican tiles that were in an old door which had been discarded in a demolition. He gave them to me and one is depicted to the left. Looking at that picture made me want to visit this place for the past 35 years and, finally, I was able to do so in January, 2010. Below are the photos Charlotte and I took that day.
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