Pauly (as I knew him) was my first friend growing up. We lived 4 houses apart and played together often.  My earliest  memory of him was at age 4, we were trying to reach the neighbors dog over a fence  and he slipped and fell in the dog yard, well most of him did. His courderoy pants got hung up on the fence and he was face down, half out of his britches and the dog was licking his face. He was terrified and screaming. I ran to his house to get his  mother and he was rescued with no harm done, except to his sense of security. :)   We spent a lot of time at each other's houses through the grade school years, our families knew each other well.  We drifted apart after that but occasionally chatted.   I will always remember him fondly, my first buddy.

Paul was one of the nice guys in my classes at Pearson - He was a great athlete and an excellent musician - He had a quirky sense of humor like me and I remember cracking him up in class and outside of school many times - The last time I saw Paul was 1970, but I never forgot him - I included a shot of Paul with his group "Truth" for the poster I designed for the RU 1970 40th Anniversary bash at Lola Valley this past July (2010).  The photo is a lasting memory I have of Paul playing at Pearson canteens in those innocent years when boys lined up on one side and girls on the other, each of us either too shy or too embarrassed, or both, to dance with each other (speaking for myself), but all of us digging the tunes (Like The Rationals' "Respect" 1966) that Paul and "Truth" were performing for us - You were a good man Paul and I miss you.

We all have some memories of our lives and experiences in high school.  Paul will forever be enmeshed in the fabric of my high school days.  His sense of humor and mischievous antics still give me reason to laugh when I reflect on them.  I am sure he 'lives on' in other classmate memories as he does in mine.