Uncle Al's Legacy Poem by Bill Grace

No one in our family ever touched his hand
Yet reading holds many treasures
Given only for the price of time
So Albert Schweitzer can touch
One never met in person with his life sublime.

Gandhi cost me a fortune yet I never met him either
Their lives ones of the most striking integrity
But Schweitzer left a phrase that travels with me -
'Reverence for life' - not a bad phrase for a rural boy
Who once killed twenty three wood chucks
On what I thought was a great spring vacation.