Summary: Brian Egg was eccentric and kind, and the kind of generous spirit who gave cashmere coats and planted palm trees to his neighbors. Tuesday night, two dozen of those neighbors — plus family and friends, many of whom had known him for four decades — clustered in front of Egg’s South of Market home on what would have been his 66th birthday. His death has not been confirmed, but two weeks ago, a body, missing its head and hands, was found in Egg’s home.
