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Mr. Butch (Sept. 11, 1950 - July 12, 2007)

MR. BUTCH (Harold Madison Jr.)
died in an accident on July 12, 2007 while riding his new red scooter.

WHAT YOU WON'T READ IN THE GLOBE ABOUT MR. BUTCH

I first met Mr Butch is 1979 in Kenmore Square and he bit me on the leg in the nicest possibly way, so I invited him to a party at my apartment. There were a lot of proper Simmons girls in attendance that my roommate invited. As the party progressed Mr Butch felt the need to take a piss, which he did with unselfconsciously the bathroom door wide open. He then proceeded to take the world’s longest piss out of the world’s longest cock with which the Simmons girls could not hide their fascination, try as they might. There are many things I could say about why I love Mr. Butch, his generosity of spirit, what an amazing character he was, and on and on, but I tell this story for I can think of no epitaph that would give any man more pleasure than to have it reported in the press that he had an enormous cock.
--Pat McGrath

From 2003-2005 I operated a restaurant "Sami's Wrap N' Roll" located on Harvard Ave. in Allston, and I got to know Mr. Butch very well. He would come in several times during the day for a chat or a bite (he always paid something), and at night he would watch baseball or football with my son. I am proud to say that it was a pleasure and an honor to have known him. He was very kind, helpful, respectful, generous, and crazy. I have millions of stories that I could tell about him, but I will limit it to two that would perfectly describe him. One day he walked in around 7:00 am. and handed me a $20. He said that he had hit the daily number, and he wanted to share his good fortune with his friends. I tried to say no, but the hurt look on his face made me accept. How many people would do that, especially in his position? Another time he got a woman to agree to have sex with him. So he went across the street, to the used furniture store, and grabbed a mattress that was leaning against the wall. He brought it back and put it on the sidewalk in front of the Wonder Bar. Then he proceeded to have sex with the woman right there, in the middle of the day, right in front of everybody. Needless to say, someone called the police, who then made him stop and move. I ran into him last week, and he still could not understand why the cops made him stop. Mr. Butch, we will miss you. Love, Amy, Jou Jou, Sami, and Sami....
~Sami Saba

Article in the Globe: Street icon 'Mr. Butch' dies at 56

Mr. Butch Madison Guest Book
(41 pages and still growing. Some great stories there.)

Tribute thread at the Noiseboard

You can also leave comments or links here.

Comments (8)

1 mr butch
Written by karma666, on 25-07-2007 19:43
dude
i sold my first pic of

YOU

thanks again

you know im an utter materialist

2 funeral pictures and new link
Written by donna hudson, on 08-08-2007 13:02
alternate butch blog

3 SPIRIT OF HAROLD ALL THE DEAD
Written by KARMA666, on 24-07-2007 16:43
Your chat room death jokes are tooo funny
oh please.
[kartikaya voodoo]
The PAGAN community is delighted fiercely.
See you within your dreams
[awaiss]literally.

Mortis est Sanctum

69696969696969696969696969 syrrilics

4 my review your board
Written by exautomaton2, on 24-07-2007 13:44
freedom

toleration of people
hmm
the morbidity and psyche
here too often scatbreated
this was cool until
entropic miscreants postnecrophagic replies
to the loss of my friend

god goddesz bless
be loved

5 mr butch
Written by donna hudson, on 23-07-2007 13:14
announcement
mr butches family
narrating his childhood
told the funeral crowd
he was using
a skate and piece of wood
years before they appeared
yes butch did invent the skateboard

thanks

6 Mr Butch is Dead
Written by katherine Desmond, on 16-07-2007 20:27
I met Butch when I was 14 (30 years ago) in Kenmore Sq. where my friends and I would hang out after school. From day one, he was always polite, funny, curious, entertaining and eager to buy us beer if we'd share it. We jammed on guitars and wrote some really stupid songs many a day on the steps of strawberries and shared quite a few joints and deli haus sandwiches afterward. One time when I was going to Berklee I brought him into the school to jam and they threw him out and he stood outside and wrote a song about it and sang it to the students who all cheered.
When I got married and had a family, he was always very complimentary to my kids when we bumped into him and told them they had a great mom, thoughtful enough to never mentioning our punk like activities when I was in High School/college. In all the days I knew him he was never inappropriate with me, never rude, never made a pass, and I learned early never to tell him what I thought of his lifestyle. I always gave him as much money as I could and always asked him to try and eat before he drank anymore.
It was always a nice surprise to see him still up and about after all these years and I was
in awe of his resiliency. I always figured he'd drink himself to death, and was heartbroken to hear of his accident. How anyone would think it was OK for him to have a motorized vehicle is beyond me, and I'm just relieved to
learn he didn't take some old lady or kid out with him.

7 Mr. Butch
Written by Sami Saba, on 13-07-2007 22:09
From 2003-2005 I operated a restaurant "Sami's Wrap N' Roll" located on Harvard Ave. in Allston, and I got to know Mr. Butch very well. He would come in several times during the day for a chat or a bite, (he always paid something), and at nite he would watch the ball game, Baseball or Football with my son. I am proud to say that it was a pleasure and an honor to have known him. He was very kind, helpful, respectful, generous, and crazy.
I have millions of stories that I could tell about him, but I will limit it to two that would perfectly describe him. One day he walked in around 7 Am. and handed me a $20. He said that he had hit the daily number, and he wanted to share his good fortune with his friends. I tried to say no, but the hurt look on his face made me accept. How many people would do that, especially in his position?
Another time he got a women to agree to have sex with him. So he went across the street, to the used furniture store, and grabbed a mattress that was leaning against the wall. He brought it back and put it on the side walk in front of the "Wonder Bar". Then he proceded to have sex with the woman right there, in the middle of the day, right in front of everybody. Needless to say, someone called the police, who then made him stop and move. I ran into him last week, and he still could not understand why the cops made him stop.
Mr. Butch, we will miss you.
Love, Amy, Jou Jou, Sami, and Sami....

P.s, English is a second language to me. If this needs editing, please do. Thank you, Sami saba

8 Mr. Butch!
Written by The Noise, on 13-07-2007 15:30
There are some[URL=http://www.thenoiseboard.com/index.php?showtopic=169301]great photos[/URL] of Mr. Butch at the Noiseboard posted/taken by automaton2

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