Uncle Paul was a great man. I can remember staying there as a kid and we would sit in the basement and talk about his woodworking and hobbies. Always an optimist, uncle paul and I would play in his yard with the dog Knobs. He  was  fun to be around. He was never afraid to show emotion or love for anyone. He  was usually the one crying the loudest at the funerals. A great man and uncle, you will be missed!