From: lee_cheri	Date: July 12th, 2007 08:49 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Yeah, it's really sad. I was in Union Square this morning right after it happened. They had the street blocked off and some CSI-types were taking lots of pictures. There was a Globe photog there, too, and he's the one who told me what had happened. His scooter was in perfect condition without a scratch on it! Helmets, man. Wear em.

I really hope he's okay, but it's not looking good, is it.

	From: bostonista	Date: July 12th, 2007 08:59 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Blow-by-blow:

http://board.lemmingtrail.com/t.php?id=81491

He's not dead. Looks like he might be walking around?

	From: billetdoux	Date: July 12th, 2007 09:02 pm (UTC)		(Link)

By the end of that thread, it's looking pretty dire.

	From: bostonista	Date: July 12th, 2007 09:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Hard to tell...

	From: lilmeangirl	Date: July 12th, 2007 09:07 pm (UTC)		(Link)

yeah it's not looking good and I suspect the hold up has to do with IDing him 100%. My gyess is, Mr. Butch doesn't carry a wallet. Also I am not sure what the rules are on releasing the name without notifying "next of kin" and all that.

	From: capricornia	Date: July 12th, 2007 09:53 pm (UTC)		(Link)

omg!

	From: schmeef	Date: July 12th, 2007 10:04 pm (UTC)		(Link)

this morning our bpd buddy sent chris a message to let us know he was injured and unresponsive near the allston fire department. somehow his vespa was wrapped around the light pole. he had a pretty bad head wound, a broken neck and various other injuries. he was taken to brigham and women's, and apparently died an hour later. his caretakers are doing the various papers and viewings that go along with death, and he was discharged to the morgue. there's a memorial on monday at 8:30 at 155 harvard ave.

i'm so bummed out. he was always nice to me when he didn't jump out of nowhere and scare me half to death.

	From: schmeef	Date: July 12th, 2007 10:06 pm (UTC)		(Link)

him, not the vespa, wrapped around the light pole. whoops.

	From: bostonista	Date: July 13th, 2007 12:23 am (UTC)		(Link)

	From: _lambchop_	Date: July 13th, 2007 02:17 am (UTC)		(Link)

I also had to think of my very first days in Boston when I think of Mr. Butch. Like my very first walk out of our residence, down the street into Kenmore, and there he was. And he never forgot me, no matter how long I was away or how many years passed. Maybe he didn't know my name or what I did, but he knew us all- we are the young people of Boston who live in the houses that he sleeps in front of. I loved to stop and tell Mr. Butch what I was up to, every time I came back to town. Like he was my favorite relative. And I'd give him whatever small bills I had, and shake his dry, weathered hand, which was like five times larger than mine. Mr. Butch has popped up at every milestone of coming and going from beantown from age 17 to 33.

And that's just how Mr. Butch makes me reflect on my own times. I dug Mr. Butch just for himself, for going his own way, for living apart, and seeming to get his kicks. For his singing and dancing and clever speech. For being an outsized presence that keeps the landscape from being dull. I wish he weren't dead so I can see him again.