“To this boy of New England the May morning was like faint music in the woods again, some unspeakably exciting foregathering of events far in the deep shade of morning pines, all of it stirring there. He could hear it all faintly in the woods from far away, from across the fields and pastures, in the cool misty morning air, and he wanted to go there too.”

— Jack Kerouac (1922-1969), novelist and luminary of the Beat Generation. From Lowell, Mass., he was of French-Canadian background.