The center of our service was simply love of Srila PrabhupadaBrahmananda: Prabhupada would just talk. Often there wouldn't be any questions, and he would just get on a topic and talk, sitting casually. Sometimes it wouldn't even be directly about Krishna, but he would describe different things about life in India or some other topic. He would always make sure that everyone had some prasadam. One night he was explaining to a visitor that his disciples – "these American boys and girls" – were taking up Krishna consciousness naturally, not artificially. He referred to his servant Gaurasundara: "Actually, he is doing so many nice things for me all day long because he loves me. It is not artificial."

Govinda dasi: One time there was an elaborate discussion about whether trains were better than buses or buses were better than trains. Another time Prabhupada was talking about liquor, and I said, "Oh, Srila Prabhupada, whiskey tastes awful!" He was shocked. He said, "Oh, You have tasted?" He was surprised that I had tasted liquor. He talked in detail about Bengal tigers and all sorts of other things.

Most of the devotees were not so astute – most of us were just recovering from being hippies and taking drugs – but everyone loved him very much. Actually, there was no name and fame. There was no money. There was no position. The center of our service, the motivating factor, was simply love of Srila Prabhupada.

Nanda-kisora: Prabhupada explained how he had first seen snow when he had come to America. He said, "One day I looked out the window and I thought, ‘Oh, someone has taken lime and thrown it all over.' And then I looked up at the sky and thought, ‘Oh, they are still throwing.'" And then he laughed. I could hardly believe he had never seen snow fall before. He was like a child. He said such things so beautifully, like an innocent child, that whatever doubt I had was just wiped away due to the beauty of his expression.

Satyabhama: Prabhupada told a story about a man from Calcutta who could tell the make of any car just by hearing it. I think Prabhupada was making an important philosophical point, but I forget the point. Anyway, this man's friend wanted to test the other man's ability to judge cars just by their sound. So together they went and stood on a street corner in Calcutta. The friend blindfolded the other man, and as each car passed by, the man would identify it: "That is a Cadillac…, that is a Buick…" Then a donkey came walking by, dragging some tin cans, and the man said, "Oh, that is a Ford."