Even though we always said Mom liked Buddy best - being the first born and all, he was the big brother who was always there for you, no matter what. Living on opposite coasts made no difference, when you needed him, he would appear. So very, very much like his father - quiet, a man of few words, but when spoken words were well chosen and meaningful.
When I went off to college, Bud made sure I learned how to drink beer, as mixed drinks were too expensive for college students. When I got married to an Englishman, of all things, Bud was best man and tried to get Davey to cut his hair (it was the 60's and the Beatles were in) and to get a pair of sensible shoes - he didn't approve of Davey's brand new Beatle boots. They took Davey off to Buffalo for the bachelor night and passed him off as the Bills new kicker from England.
This year has been a tough one for the Ellcome/Orrs and we will miss Bud, our head of the family, greatly. We love you, Bud. Rest in peace.
Love,
Sister Judy
Doubtless, there are better places to spend summer days, summer nights, than in ball parks. Doubtless. (Thomas Boswell)
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