RIP Paul, my memories of you were positive. You were 17 the last time we spoke. A bunch of us showed up at your work where you, by yourself, were unloading a train car. I could tell you had unloaded a few train cars because you had muscles on top of muscles. You had already developed a work ethic that kept you at your task when we tried to get you to join us. Like a machine you kept moving the items in that train car. Reading your obituary I learned your work ethic never faltered. You remained loyal like you were at 17 to your employer. I remembered you being unshakable, very few things took that cool smile from your face. Your condolences tell the true story of your character. You grew to be a solid man in more ways than one. The greater the man the harder it is on those you leave behind. This world needs moe men like you. God chose you to add to His boquet for a reason. My prayers go out to Paul's family. It was an honor to know you.