Alain, 2013, Budapest
Alain, 2013, Budapest

Alain. Used to be a good friend! We have met in 1986. Long time ago!!!

And many names pop into my mind: Jean-Pierre, Michel, Roger, Bessel, Baba, Janice, Brigitte, Pierrette, Adrien, Thomas, Kinga, Maxim, Anne-Marie, Lucynka, Alicja, Eric, Véro, Thierry, Viki, Csilla, Bendi, Luca, Zoltán, Zsuzsi, Gery, Balázs, Gábor …

Many roles in our lifes: colleague, friend, husband, father, lover, landlord, employee, photographer

Endless places: Brussels, La Hulpe, Swift, Rixensart, Culpeper (Virginia), Budapest, Simontornya, R-de-Danse

Gone. You are gone forever. I wish you a better “life” there…

Et je m’en vais
Au vent mauvais
Qui m’emporte
Deçà, delà,
Pareil à la
Feuille morte

Chanson d’automne
Paul Verlaine


Alain, 2013, Budapest
Alain, 2013, Budapest


Alain's Facebook profile photo
Alain’s Facebook profile photo
A picture from Alain's Facebook page
A picture from Alain’s Facebook page



Alain Buscema – 10 January 1949 – 20 October 2019
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3 thoughts on “Alain Buscema – 10 January 1949 – 20 October 2019

  • Monday January 11th, 2021 at 06:46 AM

    10 January. Your birthday.
    My thoughts are with you.
    Tamas, Mr. T.

  • Saturday January 11th, 2020 at 11:55 PM

    Someday, when I’m awfully low
    And the world is cold
    I will feel a glow just thinking of you
    And the way you looked that day.

    Yes, you’re lovely
    With your smile so warm, and your cheek so soft
    There is nothing for me but to love you
    Just the way you looked that day.

    With each word your tenderness grows
    Tearing my fear apart
    And that smile that wrinkles your nose
    Touches my foolish heart

    Lovely, never, never change
    Keep that breathless charm
    Won’t you please arrange it, ’cause I love you
    Just the way you looked that day.
    Just the way you always been.


    And I’ll be seeing you, in all the old, familiar places,
    That this heart of mine embraces, all day through,
    And in that small cafe, the park along the way,
    The children’s carousel, The chestnut trees and the wishing well,
    And I’ll be seeing you, in every love me summer’s day,
    In everything that’s light and gay, I’ll always think of you that way,
    And I’ll find you, in the morning sun, and when the night is young,
    I’ll be looking at the moon, but I’ll be seeing you.

    You are my first love, from my very first breath to your last one…
    Je t’aime et tu me manques plus que tout au monde.
    Adrienne. Ta fille.

  • Friday January 10th, 2020 at 07:19 AM

    It’s your birthday! The first since you are gone.
    Thinking of you!
    In me heart you are still alive!
    Mr. T.

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