I was re-acquainted with Paul after he moved down here to Austin from Arlington. He was the primary organizer of occasional lunches for a group of us from the Class of 75 starting about 10 years ago. An even larger group of SHS alumni grew out of those lunches, and still gets together a couple of times a year. Other people in that group knew Paul better than I did, but I was impressed with his energy, his interest in many different social and scientific topics, and the good cheer he showed us.
I didn't know Paul well in highschool, but he approached me to join a group of Sharpstown graduates who met for lunch once a month in downtown Austin. By then, he seemed both world-wise, and world-weary. What I noticed most was his genuine curiosity about people, and his willingness to connect one person to another. He was full of conversation about ideas and art. Just a wonderful person. I was looking forward to many years of friendship when I learned of his tragic loss.
I got to know Paul when we performed in Godspell together, our junior year I believe it was. As usually happens in the adult world you lose track of friends and classmates, but Paul wasn't content with that. We reconnected when he started a newsletter for SHS alumni. It was great that someone had taken the initiative to try to bring us all back together again, and I looked forward to each issue. My heart broke when I heard of his tragic passing. The world is a sadder place because we've lost this genuine and compassionate man.
I actually knew Paul since junior high. We actually met flying kites in a field near S. Gessner. We were more acquaintances than friends in high school, but reconnected by e-mail after one of our reunions. I remember he had some very compassionate things to say after Malcom Day's passing. I knew Paul's brother died way too young and they were close. At the time I was taking care of my mother during her losing battle with breast cancer. I told him I accepted that my mother was going to die, but I was having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that she just wasn't going to be around anymore. Even before her illness, we talked a few times a week.
He told me something that I found very comforting. He told me that she would still be around, and when I needed her, she would show up in my dreams. He was so right! I was heartbroken when he died.
Ken Mills
I was re-acquainted with Paul after he moved down here to Austin from Arlington. He was the primary organizer of occasional lunches for a group of us from the Class of 75 starting about 10 years ago. An even larger group of SHS alumni grew out of those lunches, and still gets together a couple of times a year. Other people in that group knew Paul better than I did, but I was impressed with his energy, his interest in many different social and scientific topics, and the good cheer he showed us.Jeff Kerr
I enjoyed his company and admired his character. God bless you, Paul.David Marion Wilkinson
I didn't know Paul well in highschool, but he approached me to join a group of Sharpstown graduates who met for lunch once a month in downtown Austin. By then, he seemed both world-wise, and world-weary. What I noticed most was his genuine curiosity about people, and his willingness to connect one person to another. He was full of conversation about ideas and art. Just a wonderful person. I was looking forward to many years of friendship when I learned of his tragic loss.
Florence White (Ritchie)
I got to know Paul when we performed in Godspell together, our junior year I believe it was. As usually happens in the adult world you lose track of friends and classmates, but Paul wasn't content with that. We reconnected when he started a newsletter for SHS alumni. It was great that someone had taken the initiative to try to bring us all back together again, and I looked forward to each issue. My heart broke when I heard of his tragic passing. The world is a sadder place because we've lost this genuine and compassionate man.
Paula Lovell
I actually knew Paul since junior high. We actually met flying kites in a field near S. Gessner. We were more acquaintances than friends in high school, but reconnected by e-mail after one of our reunions. I remember he had some very compassionate things to say after Malcom Day's passing. I knew Paul's brother died way too young and they were close. At the time I was taking care of my mother during her losing battle with breast cancer. I told him I accepted that my mother was going to die, but I was having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that she just wasn't going to be around anymore. Even before her illness, we talked a few times a week.
He told me something that I found very comforting. He told me that she would still be around, and when I needed her, she would show up in my dreams. He was so right! I was heartbroken when he died.