Michael Aucoin

Leonhard Seppala: What does he bring to the breed?

Constance Seppala: The heart of a survivor.

Leonhard Seppala: Come, my pups!

Leonhard Seppala: Are we to fear ice now?

Leonhard Seppala: He, which hath no stomach in this fight, let him depart.

Leonhard Seppala: His passport shall be made, we would not die in that dog's company!

Leonhard Seppala: Old dogs forget, but he who would remember with advantages what feats he did that day.

Leonhard Seppala: Then shall our names, familiar in his mouth as household words-Seppala, the driver.

Leonhard Seppala: Sally, Molly, and Reverend Togo, great Togo in lead!