Over 850 miles separate New York City from the Gaspé Peninsula in Quebec. Raymond and I drove them all in a 1947 Packard convertible purchased for $100. We stayed in a small fishing village in 1954, where Raymond photographed the fishermen and their families against the backdrop of the shoreline cliffs and floating clouds. The trip provided a number of lasting memories: the beauty of the coastline, the economic hardship of the community, and the friendliness and curiosity of the people, who joked about bringing a topless car to a place where it so often rained.
After surviving the unpaved roads of Eastern Canada, the old Packard's engine fell out shortly after returning to the streets of Manhattan. - Eleanor Jacobs