Thursday, July 24, 2014
My memories of Paul. As a child I remember Cicely and Paul getting married and then their visits to the UK with Martin and Suzanne. As a teenager I was fortunate to be invited to stay with them in the US. It was my first real adventure away from home and Paul drove to Chicago from Evansville to collect me from the airport where he treated me to my first McDonalds with 7 UP! I have so many great memories from that holiday. Paul drove us hundreds of miles across the States. He was so patient despite the miles and the great heat. I remember a calm, kind and generous person with a logical, decisive manner and a sense of fun with a deep rumbling laugh. Over the years we continued to keep in touch through shorter visits, the last time being in 2011 when I travelled with my own family to visit Cicely and Paul in Chester Village. It was good to see him so happy there.
