Alley, Bud

I met Bud very late in his life. It was on the Nile River in Egypt. He was in my life for only a very short time. After returning from Egypt, Bud visited me in my home in San Francisco. He brought me an omiyage (a small porcelain dish, given as a friendship token), which I hold in my hand as I am writing this. I visited him once at Coming Home before he died. Even then, he was far more generous with me as a friend than I was able to be to him. Bud is still with me in my life. It makes me happy when I think about the short time that I had with him.