“Ruth was a force of nature and I took great joy in watching how much respect - and even fear - she would elicit from people wherever she went.”

“Mom Boss was a Bronx Girl and did not accept bull from this or that guy. I've even witnessed Mom Boss make a Teamster cry.”

“We talked about everything, you expanded my mind with conversations, museums, books, art. I loved our conversations.”

“We were now a tribe of four, continuously touring America and Europe, city to city. Days were spent in museums and cafes, on trains and airplanes while our nights were spent at art house cinema, dinner parties or poetry readings.”

“The Hirschman family is like a pinball running amok in a machine, and you are unsure where it will hit or land.”

“She could be ferocious, calling me after-hours to yell at me for something I did that upset her, she did that several times until I told her that I worked long hours at the station and that if she wanted to yell, she could do that during working hours but not to call me at home anymore.”

“The truth is that even though I can be very brave, Ruth scared the hell out of me.”

“She wanted it now.  With one caveat.  I had to change the name.”

“I was so lucky to be exposed to a person of her soul and stature so early.”

“Ruth created it personally...was its heart, it was her life.”

“Ruth Seymour was the smartest, most creative, most challenging and demanding person I ever worked with in almost 60 years of broadcasting.”

“From KPFK to KCRW, Ruth blazed a path that no one else could replicate and succeeded brilliantly doing it.”

“To distract me, she made up stories about the ‘Knot Family’ and their adventures which so enthralled me that I didn’t mind the pain.”

“My days working for Ruth were the best days of my life.”

“You had to be on your game in order to go deep with Ruth.”

“When David and I took off to drive to San Francisco, she sprang out from the back door, looked at my 1968 VW convertible, and, worried about him, asked— ‘Can THAT car make it to San Francisco?’”

“I know the generosity of Ruth, a generosity of heart and spirit that the little girl from the Bronx kept all her life, and which for me is the deep part of my friend Ruth, American, the friend that I love and have loved without reserve. A worthy person.”

“We were two romantics dancing and laughing alone under the moonlight. Ruth’s childlike ability to feel wonder was contagious.”