LESSONS OF FRIENDSHIP
60 | May• 2019
BY BILL WESTBROOK
O
NE MORNING IN JULY
1963 my wife said to me,
“Weegee Lovell says Tom
Butterfield needs help.
Why don’t you run out there with your
hammer and see what you can do?”
Tom was single and 23, a recent
college graduate who had started a
private, non-profit farm for home-
less boys. Weegee Lovell, our neigh-
bour, was on his board of advisors. I
had a weakness for woodcraft and,
as a teacher, scoutmaster and father
of three, I loved watching kids grow
and helping them when I could.
But as I drove through the steamy
Missouri heat, I was convinced that
Tom was in over his head. He was
hardly more than a boy himself.
And his ‘farm’, an abandoned coun-
try club on the outskirts of town,
was worse than I expected. Doors
were off hinges, windows broken,
the roof gaped.
A gaunt young man, over 1.8 me-
tres tall with red hair, came around
the corner. “Hi,” he said, giving me a
freckled grin and a firm handshake.
“I’m Tom Butterfield.” He intro-
duced the two boys with him, both
no more than ten, as Andy and Dan.
“Bill Westbrook,” I announced.
“And this isn’t going to work.”
“Well, sit down,” replied Tom, still
grinning. “Let’s talk about it.”
Twenty minutes later when I left
to get a truckload of shingles, I
had joined Weegee Lovell as one of
Tom’s strongest supporters.
TOM HAD BEEN working his way
through college as an aide at the
state mental hospital when he met
six-year-old Andy, the first of ‘his
The Children
NOBODY WANTED