daniel bowman simon

I never knew anyone quite like Juan Abud, and certainly neither did anyone else. He was always cheerful and doing something unique (such as making tape sculptures on the bathroom mirror or inventing new words.) He was often the life of the party. Other times, he found a quiet corner, where he could go totally unnoticed.

I never thought I would never be able to hang with Juan again. Sadly but courageously, Juan succumbed to a short battle with brain cancer last Friday night. Everyone who knew him will miss him dearly, and those who never got the chance missed out on knowing a wonderful human being, much too fragile for this planet.