It was ~1973 and I was ignorant about organizing and the history of peoples’ movements, until I met Burton one night at an open house at the UFW Boycott House in Queens, New York. Since I had no history of activism Burton wanted to know what I was doing there. How I got there I don’t know but it now seems like divine intervention. What drew me in was how much I admired the dedication of the people who were living in the house and working full time on the boycott. The politics of the struggle for justice came later, first I was attracted to and needed role models.
I helped work on the Gallo and iceberg lettuce boycott in New York and when I visited California I remembering flyering in front of Safeway. The organizing radicalized me and today I identify strongly as an activist.