I never had the opportunity to know Paul in his prime, other than through Leslie's stories. But I know Leslie's memories of those times are happy ones. And that makes me happy.
My personal memories from his later years are of his distinct wit, sense of pride, and “German-ness” – which, coming from witty, prideful, German stock myself, I always appreciated.
But what I appreciated about him most was that, after an initial arched eyebrow or two, he made it clear, without any specific words, that I was accepted into his family. And knowing that I was good enough for his granddaughter will always make me smile when I think of him.
Beneath his tough exterior, I always believed Grandpa was a bit of a softie who just lacked the words to say how much he loved those around him.
So many of my happy childhood memories include him and Grandma; they were amazing grandparents. To name a few:
- They took me on my first airplane flight
- Grandpa and I biked around Mackinac Island together
- We ate countless nice restaurant meals together (including long, drawn-out after-dinner coffees--unbearable for a 10-year-old!)
- Grandpa introduced Kirby and me to his aunts, who gave us wax angel Christmas ornaments; I think of them (and him) every year when I trim my tree
- They took me to see the Liberty Bell when I studied American history in school
- His famous saying, "Dog Breath!"
- The smell of his pipe
- Delicious Christmas dinners at their house
- Wondering what the heck Drambuie was but knowing he enjoyed it
- Visits to Lake Michigan and Diane's house
- My college roommates still laugh about his banter with Grandma, and specifically when he told her "watch that knife, you're going to kill someone!" as she told an animated story at dinner
Even more than any of these, I will always remember by how in love Grandma was with him... she used to sign her letters, "I have a date with the love of my life..." Regardless of any rough exterior or stoicism he might have tried to portray, I always think of that and know how much he loved his family.
I will miss you, Grandpa, and hope you know how much impact you have had on all of us.
Carl and Vicki
Growing up in the neighborhood, I remember all of the "kids". Having seen Paul a few months ago, I hope his passing brought peace to all.
Tally ho, Grandpa. We love you and will miss you.
April 25, 2013
Dear Carl and Vicky and the extended family of Paul Hueter:
Michael and I learned of Old Paul's death today while reading Ann Arbor.Com. The obituary highlighted Paul's achievements and contributions
with compassion and love. We are thinking of you both.
Peg and Michael
Paul was a beloved curmudgeon and will be missed by many.
Bill, Pat, Leslie, Kirby and families,
Now Paul is at peace and I hope that will eventually bring you peace also. May some warm, fond memories bring you comfort and keep Paul in your hearts forever. Because of him we have you, Bill, and you have been a wonderful son, husband, father and grandpa, so for that we can thank Paul. All of you are in my thoughts. Take care of each other.
May you draw close to God in prayer and find comfort in reading his Word.
Carl and Family, I'm sorry for the loss of your father. He sounded like a great guy. I'm glad he had such a long and active life.
We're sorry to hear of Old Paul's passing. I hope it helps to know that your friends and family are thinking of you all.