I was one man and I tackled a big railroad. I did the best I could.

I was strong and healthy and I was enjoying what I was doing.

You can show me some stick ice cream and I can tell you if it's good or not just looking at it.

I never expected that. I didn't aim for that. All I wanted was to get some nice pictures of trains at night.

I did not want to be the best black man of the year; I wanted to be the best man of the year.

As I said before, every railroad clerk has a public address.