Over the years we have spent together my mind is flooded with wonderful , amazing memories of our journey together. You have been precious to me always and always willl be. I have always been so proud of you. I cannot spend to much time on these memories today as it hurts me more than I can stand when I realize I will never be with you that way again. It is comforting to feel the presence of your beautiful spirit and to know that you will always be there that way. You kept the last birthday card I gave you with your personal things on the Chinese cabinet in the living room. I have put that card near your ashes. It shows you jumping in a pile of leaves as a little guy and it reads; "Happy Birthday Paul, I loved you then and love you now" and always ,forever. Dad

One time at Lac Cayamant Paul decided to leave. We watched him walk out the laneway and hide behind a tree. We then decided we would pretend to look for him . We walked out the laneway and turned the opposite direction to where he was hiding. After he watched us go for a bit, he called out " Over her Uupid" He wasn't able to pronounce "stupid". We then made a big fuss about having found Paul.

Sitting with Paul at the last thanksgiving, and talking about the price of gold. I remember driving up in his 4 by 4 a ski slope which he use to ski down as a kid and thinking “ there is no way I would do this”. You know, Paul is a brave man. He made sure everything he did was complete and clean. And the little laugh out of the corner of his mouth, he would say “you think I should do this” and then he would just step on the gas. He would laugh. And this is a steep hill. I was worried. And then I realized something…I knew Paul was doing what he wanted to do. Nobody was going to pull him from it. Paul was going to drive up that hill. Whether we were with him or not. And we should (we will) always look up.