Dear Maharajas and Prabhus, Please accept my humble obeisance. All glories to Srila Prabhupada. Some of you were asking for a picture of Baladeva who passed away in Toronto last week. He was the third of three Prabhupada disciples who passed away within one week. Here is his picture with Prabhupada during a cookie disbursement. Baladeva had an extraordinary mind and was working very hard trying to establish the Jewish/Hindu connection historically. An end product of some of his work can be found in his book, *Humanity.* As a journalist he goes by the name of Barry Brown. He was a bit of a lonely fellow, but I kept in touch with him. Here's a poem that I wrote in honour of him: *BALADEVA* I know you never knelt at a church's pew You were Jewish, then Vaishnava, now a 'Hinjew' As monks in travel we looked at The Bible Viewed the Old Testament exploring the tribal At that same motel floor you wrestled with Giri You lost, he won, leaving you feeling weary On behalf of Prabhupada we were in Carolina North Our purpose was to put BBT books forth Before we had the chance police had cuffs on our hands Our only fault was 'no permit', those were the demands The time in prison was a blast indeed 'Requesting hot milk was all that we need' It was just the first they had ever heard We explained such is the case of our God, the cowherd Once discharged we were back at the mission Being on the road was our constitutional position We saw Prabhupada in Atlanta - how cool Yes, we heard from the guru as he was our jewel You were an analyst, thinker, became a journalist Deep down - spiritual, not an externalist Your book called *Humanity* raised some eyebrows Responses were coming, many many 'wows!' Humour and quest were always your forte What matters is what's there at the end of the day In truth you were a trite talkative for me But still a friend, so far as a friend can be Hoping this finds you in the best of health and spirit. Your servant, Bhaktimarga Swami
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