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August 25th 1928
September 23rd 2020
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Heart of Gold
I've had the pleasure of knowing Bud for over 35 years. He was one of the kindest and most generous people I've had the pleasure of knowing. Always upbeat, happy and always had time to talk and share an experience or two. We really lost a good one, and as the old axiom goes, "They certainly don't make them like they used to". My family will certainly miss Bud. Deepest condolences to the Switzer Family!
The Treasure and Spirit of Sierra Madre
Seems like I’ve always known Bud. I can’t even remember when we first met. Bud owned my present home years ago. When he learned I was the present owner, he told me the history of every tree, rock, and brick on the property. Sometimes, he would tell me the same story...“Well, the bricks came from Angels Flight...only cost me a penny a brick.etc.“ I loved listening to his tales and historical knowledge. I always felt that Bud had ownership of my home and he was just letting me live here. lol. He was a beloved friend and a true treasure of Sierra Madre. I thank God that I had the joy of counting Bud as one of my friends. Rest In Peace dear friend, Rest In Peace.
Some of my fondest childhood memories are of backpacking in Yosemite with my Cousin Lisa and my Uncle Bud. "Snap-o" when he raced ahead on the trail with a 60 pound pack to catch a photo of us hiking. The Wakey-Uppy, Uppy Wakey song to get us out of bed. But the very best was Bud walking down the trail in a torn up shirt we'd found, whispering "Bears, bears." as people walked by. The look on their faces was priceless!
my neighbor and friend
George Vance Fox
for over 15 years, bud would run into me often. sometimes i would be gardening in the yard when he came downhill from the mountain trail, other times i would be biking by beantown or in his yard rock garden and seashell collection. but the best times were on the porch at lizzie's trail inn hearing his tales of hiking with the scouts, running trail races and marathons, and rockhounding all over the state with family and friends. i will miss his laughter, his warm sense of humor, and his willingness to share everything from canada dry ginger ale to wheelbarrows full of halloween candy. i loved his giant pumpkin creations every year, and his regular volunteer work with the veterans. we were proud of him in uniform marching in parades and shooting 21 gun salutes at the cemetary. he used to call me weekly to check on my tomato plants in pots, my pea vines, and the current crop of beets. he was like an uncle; always happy, encouraging, and engaging in fascinating conversations. i love his family, and look forward to staying in touch with them for a long time.
What a guy!
How blessed I am to have had an uncle like Bud. He was always so interested in my family and everything we were doing. Such a bright individual, he prized hearing about everyone’s jobs and education.I have so many memories of visiting their home in Sierra Madre. He delighted in Halloween and carving all those pumpkins. He was renowned not only by his family but by his community!
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