Saturday, March 17, 2018
To the Brown Ohana,
Like my mother, Peg Butler, I was saddened to hear of Howard's death-or as I grew up calling him, Uncle Howard. I still vividly remember attending his ordination in 1959, even though I was just a preschooler then. I also remember many visits during my childhood - he was always so friendly and so much fun. The last time I saw him must have been in the early 1970s, but I'll never forget what a kind and generous man he was and what a dear friend he was to my parents and family all their lives. He and my dad, Bob, were friends from their grammar school days and I heard many stories of their boyhood exploits. My dad was the youngest of six children and Howard an only child, and they used to hang out at each others' houses all the time - they were like brothers.
Please know you have my deepest condolences on what I'm sure is a great loss to you.
Stacey Butler Roberts
