“What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That's not been said a thousand times?
The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.
We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.
We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.
We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.
We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that's the burden of a year.”
“Both Georges were not thugs. I know the difference and I know guys that have been in a tow truck that are bikers but they're thugs. They'll do stupid things, they'll insult people, they'll intimidate people at wrecks. . . . These guys weren't like that.”
“I usually stop and ask them if they've ever seen me give them a ticket or tow their car. I tell them not to get mad at my uniform, because I'm an individual person, and I'm going to treat them with respect and fairness if they act the same towards me.”