Norman Hawkins III, better known as Bud, was born on December
17, 1930 at Denver's Mercy Hospital.
His mother, Katherine
Vickery Hawkins raised four children and was a librarian at
the Western History Department of the Denver Public Library. It
was from her Bud inherited a his love of books. She died of colon
cancer in 1963 at age 59.
Bud's father, Horace
Jr., and grandfather, Horace Sr., were both prominent
attorneys. From them Bud inherited not only a passion for the law,
but also a passion for justice. Horace Jr died in 1965 at age 63
while having a highball and a steak in the Fuji Inn bar. [insert
more about him, what exactly did his father do with the city?]
Horace Sr. was
one of the greatest old time lawyers in Denver. [perhaps
you could scan the cover of the The Colorado Lawyer "Six of
the Greatest" art. and circle him?] [Brief on Ludlow and Grandfather
and other famous trails? crib from Colo lawyer?]
Katherine's father was a civil engineer. In addition to being able to
blow cigar smoke out his ears, Grampa Vickery was an engineer
for the construction of the Lookout Mountain Road above Golden and his
name is on the plaque commemorating the opening of the road. It provides
one of the most beautiful views of Denver and has always been a popular
place to 'park'. It seems likely that Bud took lady friends up there
on occasion to display his heritage.
only remaining sibling is Susie, Susan Lee Hawkins McIntyre.
Susie was born Jan 29, 1938 and has four children: Jamie (1955), Mark (1957), Mike (1962),
and Kathy (1964). grandchildren? Susie
travels the states in her RV with her man, Tom Broersma who
has five grown kids of his own. Tom is retired and now a self-proclaimed
computer geek, while Susie works for Washington Inventory Service.
Bud also grew up
with Cousin Kent, Albion Kent Vickery III,
who was reared with Bud as a brother. Kent's mother was killed in
an automobile accident when he was an infant. He and his dad, Katherine's
brother lived with the Hawkin's family. Kent now lives in Portland,
Oregon. He married Edwina ?? in xxxx and
has seven kids.
all had wild imaginings of what he was doing, living
alone and an obvious magnet for beautiful women, much
older (maybe even 23 or 24) who were looking for a good
time. Bud never has said much about his adventures during
that time, probably because he didn't have any, but if
he didn't, I'd rather not know."-Wick Downing
Another sister, Larrie
Katherine Hawkins Tingstad was a housewife and married a teacher, John
Tingstad. She was born in February 1933 and died in 1959. At
the time, she was in the hospital with pneumonia and possibly died
of heart failure. She is buried in Virginia, Minnesota. John went
to UNC and became a [sport?] coach. They had 2 children, Karen (1956)
and Gordon (1958). John has since remarried and has another
daughter. They live in Hibbing, Minnesota.
Though Horace Jr.
was a prominent, successful attorney, he wasn't very good at the
business side of things. His concern was always for the underdog
and people in need and well, if someone couldn't pay their bill,
perhaps that meant they needed him all the more. When Bud was a child,
the family lived in a succession of smaller and smaller, cheaper
and cheaper rented homes, most of them in Park Hill, including 2088
Forest, 6603 E. 17th Avenue, 1750 Monaco or 16 something Magnolia,
2277 Bellair, and 2215 Ivy, after which they moved to Mt. Vernon
in Golden. When all the children had gone, Horace Jr. and Katherine
moved into an apartment, some place on Sherman St.
When the family
moved to Mt. Vernon, Bud was a junior in high school and drove to
town with his father each day. So that he could continue to attend
East School for his senior year, he lived in an apartment near City
Park and was the envy of everyone.
high school, Bud seemed destined to become a journalist. He and Ruth
Naugle were the co-editors of East High School's newspaper, the
Spotlight [there's an issue of this in
the papers, including, I think, the issue announcing their appointment,
might be nice to scan in]. In past years there had been only
one editor, but even then Bud was a troublemaker. Apparently the
powers that be felt they needed someone a bit more presentable to
represent the paper at city-wide conferences. He was a crusading
editor, establishing issues even when none were apparent.
high school Bud was offered a scholarship to attend the Medill School
of Journalism at Northwestern University, still one of the top journalism
schools in the country. However, the summer before he was to begin
at Northwestern, Bud and a bunch of his friends went to Elitches
and had a few too many beers. They were stopped by a policeman and
Bud, ever the wise-ass, told him, "You can't do anything to
me, my father is Horace Hawkins, Jr." The policeman did take
him in and Bud told them at the station, "You can't put me in
jail, my dad is Horace Hawkins, Jr, head of the Civil Service Commission." So
they called his father, who replied that he was too busy and not
to call him until morning, hoping that a night in the drunk tank
would do him good. His Northwestern scholarship was subsequently
For a while, Bud
attended the University of Denver where he studied hotel and restaurant
management. But he never completed the program, in 1950 he was drafted
into the US Army. He was an exemplary soldier and his intelligence
was recognised by the Army, which offered him a chance to become
an officer. He attended [check proper name
and location] Officer Candidate Training School in XXX and
graduated a 1st. Lieutenant [check rank] in ???
19??. After jump school at Fort Bragg he joined the 82nd Airborne
Division 5th Regimental Combat Team in Korea. [any
more details to add?] After the armistice he was assigned
to KMAG [what's this stand for?] and
eventually discharged in Seattle.
Bud liked the Army.
He liked the camaraderie of the field, of being in combat. Everything
was black and white, right and wrong were always clear. He was always
glad he went and proud of having served his country. He always remained,
as he liked to remind everyone, an Airborne soldier.
|Bud was born in Denver
at the Mercy Hospital on 12-17-30. Bud's Mom- Katherine Vickery Hawkins,
was a housewife and librarian at the
Western History Dept. in the Denver public library. She died
of colon cancer in 1963 at age 59. Dad, Horace Norman Hawkins Jr or
Horace to friends, died in 1965 at age 63, in the bar called
Fuji Inn. While having his highballs and eating steak he had
a café coronary. He was also born in Denver and was a
you know the Heimlich Maneuver?
Nancy Hawkins in 1989
In a way, Bud regretted
leaving the Army and was sort of sorry to come home. For awhile,
he worked in Mt. Vernon as a bartender. [I'm
guessing this is the time when Lynette was conceived? Can we add
some of that detail?] After that he moved to Kansas City,
where his high school friend Jim Armatice had helped him get a job.
There he met Virginia Fauble, a schoolteacher, and they returned
to Denver together and in 1968 were married.
Virginia had two
sons from a previous marriage, Scott Connolly (1962) and Rod
Connolly(1960) . They were divorced in 1980 and Virginia died
1990?. Scott was married to Kim Simpson in
19?? and they had one son, Kyle (1993). Scott and Kim
were divorced in 19??. Rod was married to Mary Montfort in 19??.
They have one son, Will (19??),
in addition to Mary's son Christopher Spiller (1979).
After Bud and Virginia
seperated, Bud became very depressed and even suicidal, moving into
a motel with a pistol. He was very attached to Virginia, but she
just didn't like him, and Bud didn't like to loose. Fortunately,
his many friends, and especially Wick Downing, helped him
through this very difficult time.
In 1984 Bud married Nancy
Silverberg Glick, who was also a schoolteacher. She has a son, Fred
Glick (1968) who married Donna Bryson (1964) in 1995.
Bud and Nancy remained married until Bud's death, a record for
both of them. Most people credit Nancy with having been a tempering,
mellowing influence on Bud.
here with john M.'s comments from service about this? Or audio file?]
The Family lived first with
Grandma for a short while at 2088 Forest. Then the next address I
don't know, then lived at 1750 Monaco or 16 something Magnolia, then
2277 Bellair, then 2215 Ivy, then Mt Vernon Country Club in Golden.
Then mom and dad moved into an appt after we all left home, some
place on Sherman.
I was drafted into the US Army in 1950. I eventually was in the 86 Airborne
division. I made 13-15 jumps. Then the 5th RCT in Korea (regimental combat
team) Susie got his horse when he left. We were living in the mountains
(Mt Vernon) at this time.
After the armistice I was assigned to KMAG and then discharged in Seattle.
Fred Glick with Michel and Sophia Harris
Grampa, father's father was a lawyer, mother's father was a civil engineer. Grampa
Vickery said he could
blow cigar smoke out his ears! And he could!
I married Virginia
Fauble in 1968.
She had 2 boys, Scott (6)
and Rod (8).
We divorced in 1980. Virginia died of a Brain Hemorrhage in 1990?.
Scott was married to Kim and
they have a boy Kyle who
is 6 or 7 yrs old now. Rod married Mary
they have 1 boy, Will about
7 or 8I married Nancy
Silverberg Glick in 1984. She has a boy Fred
Glick, who was in his early teens.
Bud's Dad's Sisters
Aunt Frances raised animals
cats, an when she died recently summer 99, donated her money to the ? (animal
Aunt Agnes raised
May O ' Neil, psychoanalyst,
Book including Grampa Hawkins-"Out of the Depths", mining, Ludlow massacre
from Heather Clifton
We met once quite
a few years ago. My name is Heather Clifton and
I've known Bud since 1970, when I began working for
him at the Library Restaurant. If I remember correctly,
he opened the Library a
year earlier -- in May
of 1969. Prior
to that, he had managed a restaurant called Mr.
G's and most of the waitresses that worked at
the Library had also worked for Bud at Mr. G's. His
employees were extremely loyal to him. We all found
him, quite frankly, to be a royal pain to work for,
because he was so demanding, so hyper, and just plain
obnoxious in his efforts to monitor everything everyone
was doing all the time. However, we all respected him
and loved him and knew that the results of his constant
nagging were positive -- the restaurant was considered
to be one of the best in town, both for the food and
the service. Many employees stayed on at the Library
for a long time. (I stayed as a part time employee
for 8 years; that's pretty unusual for restaurant employees.)
I can't remember exactly when Bud closed the restaurant,
but I think it was around 1980. Bob (my
husband) and I used to go to the restaurant on Sunday
nights and enjoy the hors d'oeuvres in the bar for
a while before having dinner. Bud would come by and
sample the food off our plates and harass us in one
way or another. He basically treated all his customers
that way. We loved it. Everyone seemed to. People would
wait for up to 2 hours to be seated for dinner in the
been a wonderful partner for Bud.
They got married in their bedroom.
In her wonderful calm way, she
tempers his hyperactivity. She
is fun, bright, a great hostess,
cook, conversationalist. We adore
Here's one of my favorite stories about Bud. Susan
Diehl was a teacher who worked at the restaurant
early on. She was married to Jim Diehl, who
later was an assistant manager. Susan and I got together
once and made Bud a batch of egg rolls, for which he periodically
begged. We stuffed a few of them with cotton instead of the
meat filling. Oh, it was great fun doing that and watching
him when he bit into one.
Wick on 5-1-00
was one of the greatest old time lawyers in Denver.
The Colorado Lawyer started this thing called "Six
of the Greatest" many years
ago, and Horace
in the first issue. He's also given a very prominent spot
in a book about famous trials in early Denver. He defended
some guy on a murder charge and got him acquitted. Bud has
somewhere. I can try to get the Colorado Lawyer article and
get it to you.
When Bud's folks
lived on Mt. Vernon, Bud was in high school. He was
the envy of everyone then, because he lived in an apartment
near East High so he could attend school. We all had
wild imaginings of what he was doing, living alone
and an obvious magnet for beautiful women, much older
(maybe even 23 or 24) who were looking for a good time.
Bud never has said much about his adventures during
that time, probably because he didn't have any, but
if he didn't, I'd rather not know.
Bud and Virginia broke up. Bud moved into a hotel
with a pistol. He was very depressed and suicidal.
He didn't like to loose. He was attached to Virginia,
but she didn't like him. It was a very hard time
for him. He wasn't as upset about loosing the house
as the wife.
Smiley Jr High, is where Wick and Bud first met. Bud and
Ruth Naugle were the co-editor of the at East High School.
Bud wasn't a good rep for the HS so they made Ruth be the
Jim Armitas was a good friend of buds. Bud did not like the
rightous, the self-rightous. Jim knew Bud a lot better then
I did in high school.
Wick said we
like brothers or almost like a twin, because we had
parallel lives. We hated each other sometimes and loved
each other all other times. He told me I was a "pain
in the ass" and then I told him he was a" pain
in the ass." Then we discussed how we tried to
live to be decent.
Bud was very nervous
to meet Lynette and told the staff they had to be perfect.
The Library, Bud's restaurant, was a great place to bring
your affairs. There are many stories about spouses caught
and then running to escape through the kitchen.
Alan Hansen was the bar tender from 1976 to 86, married Karen
I was an "at home mom" for 10 years raising my
kids. My sister-in-law Dianne Marrieri (I was married to
her brother) Vera was the hostess manager at the library.
Dianne thought I needed to talk to adults and suggested I
apply for a job at the Library. So I did. Bud grilled me
and then told Vera to hire me. I was nervous because I had
only talked about Sesame Street for 10 years. When you trained
for the job, you had to be all angles, hostess, seating people,
cocktail waitress, and then a waitress. The most interesting
story comes when I was a waitress. Bud's deal was when you
take people to the table you let them get comfortable and
get settled. Don't serve menus until that happens. So I sat
a couple, they were comfy,and just as I started to hand them
the menus,the women gets up to take off her coat, just then,
Bud walks by. He grabbed my arm, pulled me away from the
table, and said they weren't settled (he used more words).
So as he was saying that he was shaking me and I was nervous
and started crying. He walked away, and I stood there with
tears in my eyes and I told the customers, "I can't
do this." ( I hadn't been yelled at for 10 years.) So
I went in the kitchen and asked the waitresses if he was
going to fire me if I left. Everyone said, you don't want
to do that! So our waiting station was downstairs, they said
to go downstairs to cool off for 5 minutes. So I came back
up and decided to stay. I think that's when Bud admired me
after embarressing me to death. I loved him from that moment
on.Oh, I did apologise to the people.
Ask Alan and bar stories, wine sampling, open bar, heavy
drinking, steak, manhattans, martinis,
the story I'm not going to tell, (Tom Barrett,)ask Alan to
Bud called on Sunday (the day before he died) and said as
I answered the phone,"I just called to say goodbye,"
"Oh" said Karen, "I just want you to know your the best boss I
"I know" he said,
and I said that" I love you!"
" I know" said Bud.
Julie Tribb was the book keeper and waitress at the library
and knew Bud the best at the restaurant.
says- Bud was the first neighbors that we met.
Bud was first to see me ride my bike, at 4 yrs. And on the
first day I went to go to kindegarten, he was sitting out in
front of the house in a chair to tell me to have a great day.
He would always yell down the block hello to the kids but not
the adults (Jill and Tom)
Jim Armatas, went to school with Bud back in High and Jr. High,
Smiley. Bud hasn't changed much. Always a bit of a rebel. Bud
was very irrational at times.
Tom B says
Bud was rebel with a cause and a staunch supporter of the
military and a social libertarian, supporter of every liberal
cause and of the military. No religion but a clear morality,
sense of right and wrong. Bud viewed women as a special
gift. Not very perceptive socially, says Jim. Per Tom,
Bud was a teaser, learned how to find a person's weak spot.
Tom thought Bud liked to tease women for the connection
was the East high school newspaper. Bud was the co-editor
with Ruthy Nagel, I was the sports editor. The reason there
was a coeditor, Bud was brilliant but not socially brilliant,
Ruth tempered him. He was a crusading editor. Establishing
issues when none were apparent, He was incouraging me in
that same direction.
Bud and I were both cought up in journalism. It was such a
great experience. We would go down to the printers at 20th
and Curdish, we would but the paper together. It was a small
scale operation. They had a little bar on the corner, we didn't
get alcohol but drink our cokes there after spending all day
at the printers. After high school we parted ways.
I brought Bud to Kansas City for a job, were he met Scott's
mom, Virginia. I am a psychologists. I had a client in KC,
Gilbert Robinson. They became giant corperations, the Coolahans.
They were just getting started, they opened a very fine restaurant
called the Plaza 3 in ~1964. My son was 2 years old.I got Bud
this job because I knew he was good in restuarants. Unfortunaelty
I didn't realize he hadn't outgrown some of his characteristic
from High school. The Stockholders of Paul Robinson were very
fine people. Bud did a good job and the staff liked him.But,
Bud kept confonting Paul and Bill Gilbert how they ran their
business. He was asked to leave. He hung aroung KC for a while
after (6 mos) that and I tried to council him but not very
effectively. He married Virginia back in Denver. Virgina was
a school teacher and followed him to Denver. Bud tried to find
his nitch but couldn't work for anybody. He then enterd into
this reltaionship with Nancy's brother to open the Library.
He was very naive with people. He expects people to be as honest
with him as he was with others. I tried to council him on how
to be more effective with people, but he didn't get it. He
was always overly excepting of people but overly conforntation
with any authority. He confornted me with selling out to the
establishment and I confronted him with being to naive with
people. I called him a couple days before he died and we have
had a relationship.
with his father.
HH #1 was a very prominate lawyer and then Buds dad was not
very successful in the shadow of his father. Nancy says his
dad was interested in taking care of the underdog and people
in need. Didn't collect on people etc. Bud had a strange
recollection of his dad, He wasn't a very self reflective
father and very vague grasp of his parents . Nance- Concept
of his parent as a couple, how much they loved one another.Ozzi
and Hariette with a drink in there hand -per Scott.
Jim- Bud always caught me by surpise. In High School that was
the norm , but I lost contact with Bud after high school
Told Rick Silverberg on Sunday (the day
before he died) that things didn't turn out like I planned.
If you want to make God smile, tell him your plans. I looked
at his flat feet and asked him how he got in the paratroopers,
he said that they just wanted Cannon Fodder.
wanted to be a journalist and go to Northwestern. He had
a scholarship. A bunch a kids went to Eliches and got enibriated
and then got stopped by a cop. Bud the wise ass said," you
can't do that to me my father is HH jr on the commision
for the police." They did take him in, "you can't
put me in jail, because my dad is head of the civil service
commision." So they called his dad and said that a
night in the drunk tank would do him good. He then lost
his scholarship. He then went to DU and took hotel managment
for a while and didn't do well . He then got drafted to
the army and did so well there they offered him a chance
to go to officers school and then was offered a chance
to go to jump school. Then offered an opportunity to join
the 82nd Airborn after jump training at Fort Bragg. Bud
liked the army, he liked the comradery with the men being
out in the field, being in combat. Glad he went, sorry
to come home. Came home and worked in Mt Vernon as a bartender.
He wasn't happy for a while after the army. He liked the
army. He decided to get out and in a way always regretted
that. It was black and white. Bud liked to know what was
right and wrong.
got him one time when you got your earring. He was livid.
You told Bud that it was stylish and if it was in style
when he was young he would have done it too. Bud loved
telling that story and have the joke on him. "
Bud had this cool appartment that we went a watched the
to talk him out of checking out.
The above was
compiled from pestering Bud in his weakened state and then a few
added details added by his sister Susie. Bud would probably be embarressed
to see this page and tell me I'm wasting my time. But underneath
I think he would like to have these memories preserved. I'd really
appreciate any thing that you could add to this.
Please email Lynette with
your additions, improvements, testimonies, personal stories, pictures,
Additional notes and Graphics
Bud and Nancy published this newspaper
Click above graphic and you will see a graphic of the inside title page
with list of staff and advisors
of the "Bio Trio"- This picture was taken the day I met both
bio parents, Bud and Casey at Nancy's house. I was 24 years so 1984?