What motivated me? My mother. My mother was an immigrant woman, a peasant woman, struggled all her life, worked in the garment center. – Al Lewis
I was an organizer in the Food, Agricultural and Tobacco Workers Union down in North Carolina. – Al Lewis
Look up at the miracle of the falling snow,—the air a dizzy maze of whirling, eddying flakes, noiselessly transforming the world, the exquisite crystals dropping in ditch and gutter, and disguising in the same suit of spotless livery all objects upon which they fall. – John Burroughs, “The Snow-Walkers,” 1866