I think he thought it was more flexible to take a pad of paper, usually a yellow pad and a pencil and he would make a million scratch outs.

It was great that he could finally take all that passion, and it was a tremendous amount of passion, and found a way to express himself through the arts.

He loved language and found a medium to have to express himself with. That was one of best things. Whenever we would go visit my family, almost every occasion I would ask dad what his latest poems were. A lot of times he would have a work in progress and read it and sometimes ask for comment on it.

He really did live in two different worlds. He was real good at his job. He knew engineering. It came as second nature to him, and he always had a good job especially when he was with Mobile. But he was equally if not more adept as a poet.

He really taught us about social justice and that was something that was very important to him. He thought it was something about being Jewish, to stand up for something right and to make sure the underdog's rights were stood up for.

A man's thoughts dye his soul, attributed to Marcus Aurelius