Happy Birthday Dad. I can't believe it's been over a year. I miss you so much and think about you every day. I hear you and see you all the time. Love your darlin' daughter.

I remember going for rides on his bike. I remember him singing & playing his guitar. I remember him helping me with school work. I ran into him at the store before he passed. We chatted for a little while. Got caught up on things we've been up too. I was so sad to read he had passed in the paper. I think about him often & Fay too! He will be missed!!

I remember singing around fires in my backyard, friendly conversations on a wide variety of topics, meditations on the porch followed by tea and cookies, an evening of poetry and music at the Crystal Chandelier in Crystal Beach. He is missed and fondly remembered.

He was a great friend to talk too; always willing to listen. Talking with and singing to family and friends in the back yard for hours. Memories of Paul will leave on but he is still missed.

...long talks about Life, The Universe and Everything. Jokes that were downright scandalous to the ears of a youngster. Siddartha Elf-tauma. Shalom! Riding on the back of his motorcycle and being the coolest frigging kid in Brantford for fifteen minutes. Guitars and song and fun. Words of encouragement and love. Love; above all, love.

Great talks, philosophizing, pizza nights, tea, meditation, spirituality, friends, road trip to Nova Scotia, the person who shaped my character, calm, kind, caring, inviting, singing in the living room, singing in the car, always thinking, reading, loving, laughing. I love you dad. You will always be a part of me!