Although he was born just outside the city limits of Alpharetta, most of his life was spent within the city limits. He lived with his father, Robert, on Norcross street, now known as Haynes Bridge Road. His brother, John, and sister-in-law, Nettie, moved in with him after Robert died. They all lived together until they died.
He attended a small one-room school house about 20 days a year, because the rest of the time he was working on the farm. During the winter months, the boys in the area would wrestle and the winner would throw the loser into the icy creek.
When he was young he was widely known for his strength and this knowledge helped him do his job as part time policeman from 1922 to 1930. It appeared that he had no trouble on this job because no trouble maker wanted to oppose him. His only other job was helping his father who was Milton County Coroner.
Uncle Bud lived to hunt. He probably had about 20 dogs to hunt fox, not on horseback as most people would think now but on foot, running after his dogs. It seems strange now that we are so disturbed by dogs barking, because it was music to go to sleep by when a lot of us were little. Uncle Bud hunted extensively in the Southeastern States.
Uncle Bud didn’t trust banks after the Milton Bank closing so he carried his money around on his person. No one ever tried to rob him, but then there were no criminals in the area, or perhaps it was because no one wanted to tackle him.
Uncle Bud always walked from his home on Norcross Street to town every day. He carried a long walking stick, usually taller than he was. He always had a nickel, dime or quarter for a child to buy a coke or ice cream. He always had time for children and animals. He was a tough old man who could be gentle.