1983-capecod-ethelharrison
We drove all over the Cape. Wherever we looked, there was a cemetery. "How convenient that people have been dying so close to the highway for so many centuries," we said. But this photo was really taken because of the sign against which Ethel is leaning.
This photo is one of the few photos of people that I thought to take during my 1983 drive from California to NY, two weeks to Paris, then up through New England to Canada and the transcanada until Vancouver, south to Washington State where I helped the McNerthney's cut logs for their house in Icicle Canyon and back to Santa Cruz road trip. The Datsun 1200 was never the same, afterwards
1983-capecod-ethelharrison
We drove all over the Cape. Wherever we looked, there was a cemetery. "How convenient that people have been dying so close to the highway for so many centuries," we said. But this photo was really taken because of the sign against which Ethel is leaning.
This photo is one of the few photos of people that I thought to take during my 1983 drive from California to NY, two weeks to Paris, then up through New England to Canada and the transcanada until Vancouver, south to Washington State where I helped the McNerthney's cut logs for their house in Icicle Canyon and back to Santa Cruz road trip. The Datsun 1200 was never the same, afterwards