Geez... Talk about... Man. So, today, Dr. Paul died. How else do you put something like that? "Yeah, he dropped dead." was one way I heard someone put it, but it jsut doesn't seem right. So... A good friend of our family, Dr. Paul was taken too early in life.

My mom, brother and I went over today and offered our condolences to the family, exchanged stories, and shed tears. I can't believe it. I remember hearing my brother tell me, and I called him a liar, thinking it was another of his sick jokes. Later, while online, my mom was on the phone, and all of s udden, the tears started rolling down her face, and her voice changed. I looked over, and just... knew. I just knew. So, I said bye to everyone, got my shoes on, and went over to their house.

What do you say? What is there to say? It doesn't make it better, words can't. I guess you're just trying to make the realization easier for the family, trying to allow them to slip from shock into reality jsut a little bit easier.

To you, Dr. Paul. Thank you for all you've done for me and my family, for everyone you've come into contact with, you brightened their days, and lightened their outlook. You helped many people through their darkest moments, and others to look beyond themselves, to see the world beyond. I can't express in words the tragedy this is, to have struck a family as yours, a man as you.
PS. While in Heaven, please give Buckwheat a pat for each and every one of us, and don't cheap him on the table scraps.