Wilson Leary III

I met Butch in 1986.
He inspired everyone around him to be clever creative and curious.
We lost touch years ago but something caused me to think of him.
His circle of influence was large.
Hugs to you who are without him.
Jill Kayser

I knew Butch from high school. He was always a dreamer and loved to go to the state park where we would just hang out and dream and talk about the future. I always knew he was different and he the same for me. We went our separate ways and I left Katy behind and so did he. I often thought about the boy who was so sweet. It was almost a secret friendship we had. I went on to teach school, then conquer the rodeo world. Two totally separate paths. I just learned at our recent highschool reunion...

Laura send me your email addrs, Wilson Jr. I've got my memoiur to ad to it

Better late than never, I treasure every memory Wilson left me with. I love you Wilson, and I know I will meet your gorgeous crazy spirit again. Rock on brother love...

Wilson,
These years have gone by. Many changes.
But from time to time, I think of you.
You were a shining star who brought happiness and love to all of us.

Meg
You are in my thoughts. You touched my life.

My name is Ben Skeer! I met wilson on the streets of Austin Texas outside of
Mad Dog and Beans next to a head shop called South Oats?... anyway. we
became friends turned on and hung out a number of times... I am so sad to
hear of his passing...how? When...? He inscribed the back of my painting
with a date and a paragraph to me.... since then I have lost everything,
been living on the street, and been born from the ashes of a dark past, but
never lost the painting that...