I met Paul at my Doctor's office we were both very alone and lonely, Paul was a true gentleman and we would talk everytime we went to the Doctor, I was a widow for 15 years, and he was divorced. Paul was 47 when we met and I was 42 Me and Paul were best friends we even were room mates, we were no longer lonely we played board games and went to different places we were true companion's.  Paul started feeling sick about a month after we were room mates he had been having stomach problems and not feeling well never wanted to go to the Doctor for these weird symptoms, no matter how much I pleaded with him.

On October 13, I took Paul to the E.R. They kept him for tests and found out he had Stomach cancer he was already at a stage 4 He died with me hugging him with my head on his chest. there is so much to say about this special Angel, we were such best friends, and He was one of the nicest people I have ever met in my entire life.  We met June 2005 he died Jan.19, 2006, all I remember telling him "what will I do without you?? your my only friend in the world, why is this happening again although it wasn't being in Love We loved eachother like Best Bud's. and I still miss Paul I always know we could have great room mates forever, no pressure's no arguments no mushy love stuff, just let's grow old together noone want's to grow old alone and that was Paul and I we had Fun with no Worries because we were too old for all that nonsense. I called his ex-wife right before he passed at home with a nurse 24/7, thank goodness Kerri came He loved her so much it was so nice of her to come. There is so much more about Paul that I will have to continue later.  I miss you "Pinky"