Horace 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.

Bud's 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.

"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."-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 Country Club 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.

In 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.

After 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 withdrawn.

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

Do you know the Heimlich Maneuver?

Bud and 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 of Brain Hemorrhage in 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.

[box 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 with kids
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 Montport and 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 shelter)
Aunt Agnes raised
May O ' Neil, psychoanalyst,

Book including Grampa Hawkins-"Out of the Depths", mining, Ludlow massacre



5-4-00- 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 restaurant.

Nancy has 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 them both.

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.

From Wick on 5-1-00

Bud's grandfather 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 Hawkins was 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 the book
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.
- Wick

More from Wick-After 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 co-editor.

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.

From Karen Marrier-
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 Marrier.
Says 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 tell

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 ever had,"
"I know" he said,
and I said that" I love you!"
" I know" said Bud.

Bud was very nervous to meet Lynette and told the staff they had to be perfect.

Julie Tribb was the book keeper and waitress at the library and knew Bud the best at the restaurant.

Josh-8- 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 and attention.
Jim Armatas-
The Spotlight 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.

His 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
Bud 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. Nance- Bud 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.
"Fred you 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. " Scott remembers, Bud had this cool appartment that we went a watched the fights.

Mary tried to talk him out of checking out.

Kent, Larrie and Bud taken at Central City around 1937

My cousin Mark contributes these links.
"Here are a couple links to Uncle Bud's and Mom's Grand dads and the affect they had on early Denver history.

Thanks Mark!

Bud holds Sophia

Bud shovels snow with Michel and Sophia

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, and comments.

Thank you!

Additional notes and Graphics

Denver Parent publication
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


Casey Lynette and Bud
Photo 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?