Howard Hoffman

Over the years Bud Hoffman, our Uncle Bud took on the added roles of becoming our adopted father and our sons´ adopted grandfather. With his own stoic nature, and twinkle in his eye, we remember Uncle Bud for his natural physical abilities, his ability to ski the slopes in Steamboat Springs up through his mid 80´s and to hike those same hills in the summer. Fly Fishing was his ultimate dreamscape. Standing hip deep and flicking the rod so gently that no fish could resist the temptation....

We are sending our deepest sympathies to Mary and the Salzburg/Hoffman families. We are so very sorry for your loss. We have lovely memories of spending time together in Los Angeles, West Hartford and Steamboat. May Bud´s memory be a blessing.

There is no one that can match my "Uncle Bud". What a dream job I had working beside Beverly Hills best dentist. He will certainly be missed by my whole family who loved him as their our adopted dad and my son´s adopted grandfather. RIP Bud

We had the pleasure of spending many happy occasions with Bud. He was always so warm and welcoming. We´re so sorry for your loss.