"Uncle Bud" was a lifelong bachelor and a prominent divorce attorney in Cincinnati, OH. He was known to the family to be a bit of a miser; he was living at the YMCA in Cincinnati at the time of his death, although he was financially secure. He also had a habit of showing up at family members homes unannounced, right around dinner time and would invite himself to supper.
How he got the nickname of "Bud" is unknown to the family, but we know that he disliked being called Abram. His mother and sister would call him Abram just to get a rise out of him.
One of my favorite stories of Uncle Bud is of him showing up at my Great Grandparent's home in Newport very intoxicated and going out to use the outhouse in the back yard. It was dark and rainy that night; nobody told Uncle Bud that they had just dug a new pit and moved the outhouse (the old pit had yet to be filled in). Uncle Bud fell into the old pit and was covered with filth, but was more upset about losing his coin purse than falling into the pit.
It has been told that Uncle Bud left his entire estate to a Methodist Church in Cincinnati (possibly the church where his Great-Grandfather was Pastor at one time). As far as we know, he'd never attended services there (or anywhere else).
How he got the nickname of "Bud" is unknown to the family, but we know that he disliked being called Abram. His mother and sister would call him Abram just to get a rise out of him.
One of my favorite stories of Uncle Bud is of him showing up at my Great Grandparent's home in Newport very intoxicated and going out to use the outhouse in the back yard. It was dark and rainy that night; nobody told Uncle Bud that they had just dug a new pit and moved the outhouse (the old pit had yet to be filled in). Uncle Bud fell into the old pit and was covered with filth, but was more upset about losing his coin purse than falling into the pit.
It has been told that Uncle Bud left his entire estate to a Methodist Church in Cincinnati (possibly the church where his Great-Grandfather was Pastor at one time). As far as we know, he'd never attended services there (or anywhere else).
"Uncle Bud" was a lifelong bachelor and a prominent divorce attorney in Cincinnati, OH. He was known to the family to be a bit of a miser; he was living at the YMCA in Cincinnati at the time of his death, although he was financially secure. He also had a habit of showing up at family members homes unannounced, right around dinner time and would invite himself to supper.
How he got the nickname of "Bud" is unknown to the family, but we know that he disliked being called Abram. His mother and sister would call him Abram just to get a rise out of him.
One of my favorite stories of Uncle Bud is of him showing up at my Great Grandparent's home in Newport very intoxicated and going out to use the outhouse in the back yard. It was dark and rainy that night; nobody told Uncle Bud that they had just dug a new pit and moved the outhouse (the old pit had yet to be filled in). Uncle Bud fell into the old pit and was covered with filth, but was more upset about losing his coin purse than falling into the pit.
It has been told that Uncle Bud left his entire estate to a Methodist Church in Cincinnati (possibly the church where his Great-Grandfather was Pastor at one time). As far as we know, he'd never attended services there (or anywhere else).
How he got the nickname of "Bud" is unknown to the family, but we know that he disliked being called Abram. His mother and sister would call him Abram just to get a rise out of him.
One of my favorite stories of Uncle Bud is of him showing up at my Great Grandparent's home in Newport very intoxicated and going out to use the outhouse in the back yard. It was dark and rainy that night; nobody told Uncle Bud that they had just dug a new pit and moved the outhouse (the old pit had yet to be filled in). Uncle Bud fell into the old pit and was covered with filth, but was more upset about losing his coin purse than falling into the pit.
It has been told that Uncle Bud left his entire estate to a Methodist Church in Cincinnati (possibly the church where his Great-Grandfather was Pastor at one time). As far as we know, he'd never attended services there (or anywhere else).
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