I remember Paul for so many stories that he shared, such as telling a couple misbehaving kids in Sunday School that their mother was going to wonder why they had to come home early.
I remember him being especially proud of his sporty Toyota. He showed up a few months later having traded cars. He confessed that the sporty model was too hard for him to get in and out!
I still remember his grand-daughter's Xmas wedding as the most beautiful I ever attended. The beautiful red/green/white plaid dresses with gold accents and the church was filled with the scent of the pine boughs. I also remember the errant little fake ring on the ring-bearer pillow rolling down under several aisles. I think Dot was on one side and I was on Ken's other side trying to get him from stop laughing!
Paul, it was bad enough missing Fran and now I'll be missing you. Be with God with your Fran in his glory. My prayers to your family members as they deal with your passing.