Donovan
Being in the old neighborhood over the last week reminded me it had been too long since I’d stopped by to see Bud. Bud—real name Frances Yankowski—was the closest thing to a father I’d ever known. If I’m being real, he was pretty much the closest thing to a mother, too. So the following night, rather than go home after leaving the office, I headed back to Brooklyn and stopped in at a local business to find out where Bud set up shop these days. I walked into a corner deli that had been there since I was a kid, though I’d never seen the woman behind the counter before.
“Hi. Can you tell me how to get to Bud’s Flower Shop, please?” That was code for Where is Bud squatting to feed the community tonight? All of the local businesses knew the answer and never minded helping spread the w
