My Friend, Paul

I recently learned of the death of one of my dear friends, Paul Schultz. If you read my 2005 journal, you will find his name in there as a participant in the tour to Barth. I admired Paul for his passion for history and his kindness and encouragement in my endeavor. I called and left a message on his answering machine as I hadn’t talked to him in a while and then I found out that he would never hear the message. If only I had called sooner! I feel very fortunate to have known him and will miss him.