We were young men together and we were old men together. I met Bud on August 1st 1974 when we both joined the Tulsa Police Department. We shared the grueling training and soon began our careers in Law Enforcement. We both lived in the same apartment complex and worked the same shift. We carpooled to work and experienced all of the excitement that policework offers. He was always a caring person and it was evident in the manner that he did the job. After a full career, he retired from TPD to help care for his father who had health issues and I stayed on until 2010. Like many Officers, retirement meant that I would seek out a retirement job in the Law Enforcement community and that is when I would work with Bud again. I was interested in working at the U.S. Federal Courthouse and learned that Bud was working there. After speaking with him I accepted the job and we served as Special Deputy United States Marshals together for the next seven years. He was the same old Bud and everybody loved him. He has always been blessed with the ability to befriend almost anyone. He is one of those people who gives so much of himself to others. He made the job fun and the world a better place. As Cops do, we liked to tease each other to make life bearable. Bud is an absolute diehard Oklahoma University football fan. I on the other hand, being born in Austin Texas am a diehard University of Texas football fan. We had many good natured laughs over the years as to who would and who wouldn't win each year. He of course won most of those but I remember several years ago when Texas defeated OU. There had been several weeks of back and forth with me bragging that this was the year of the Longhorns and when they won, I couldn't wait to get to work the next Monday to give Bud a hard time. I arrived at work ready to brag about how good my team did and point out all of the mistakes that OU committed to lose to the mighty Longhorns. When I got to the Office to gear up I didn't see Bud. I looked everywhere that I could think of and finally asked the other Marshals if anyone had seen Bud. That's when they told me that as soon as he saw me pull into the parking lot he told them that he just couldn't bear to hear me rehash the defeat of his beloved Sooners. He spent the rest of the day moving from place to place on his beaks to places in the building to avoid me. I never did find him that day. As a tribute to my very special friend Bud Hamer, this year for the first time in my life, I am going to root for the University of Oklahoma when they play Texas. Bud loved his family, his friends and his animals. He was an avid soccer player, played the guitar and loved riding his Harley. He had a big heart and will be missed by everyone who had the privilege of knowing him.If I could only use one word to describe Bud, it would be the word "Friend". As a career Law Enforcement Officer, I have very few close friends and the ones that I do have are almost exclusively Police Officers. This was not true with Bud. He has never met a stranger. As a result his friends encompass the entire spectrum of people, both men, women and children. he is one of those rare people who is able to blend with everyone. He will be truly missed by everyone that knew him. Like every other person who reads these words, I loved Bud Hamer. I will forever treasure the time that we had together and it was an honor to have been able to call him my friend. May God bless him and his family in their time of loss. Boomer Sooner Bud!