Saturday, October 4, 2014
Uncle Bud was almost 17 when I first entered this magical world. I was 5 when he sat me on the back of his motorcycle and showed me his mastery over the road. Frightened a little. But super hero for sure. Forevermore. He was preppy before preppy was 'in'. He fed my imagination with 'trips to the man in the moon' and applauding my attempts to 'dig even deeper" to reach that "tunnel" to China he assured me was waiting for me. A 5 yr old would only know the majesty in this. He fueled life with his spirited sense of adventure. I thank him for enchanting my early life. I love you Uncle Bud. Namaste.