Doing Good... I first met Paul while working in a women's health clinic, he helped women in the recovery room. His words always a comfort, very sensitive with a touch of humor as needed/appropriate. I knew him when his hair was long and he wore pilot sunglasses. After his hair was cut, it always took a few minutes to adjust from the face I knew, but his voice and those eyes always revealed the Paul I could recognize. He was a person whose friendship I valued, he and others that surrounded him at that time became part of a special friendship group. He would keep me updated as to their milestones in life. Over and through the decades we kept in touch, albeit sporadically. About 10 years ago I brought my husband and two sons to DC to meet him, it was a delightful evening enjoyed and well remembered. When I think of Paul now I am reminded of a gesture where he lifted one shoulder and opened the opposite hand toward me as if to say "whatever". It was endearing, I think it also meant, I don't have all the answers... (even then, we thought he did). I miss him being part of this world, I am extremely sad for the way he died, but I am so glad to have passed through his life. Thanks Stephanie for your timeliness in setting up this very special website, it is a comfort.