Paul T. Kay

Richard Henderson or other. Please how can I read Paul Kay's works? I am most interested. I went to his old website and found it gone. I searched to find him. I ask in great respect and reverence for a great man.

I only met Paul somewhat more than a year ago, and only over the phone, by email, through his website and mine. But it feels like I've known him for years. I was working on a page for Datura when I ran into his work and realized we had both worked at Pottery Mound New Mexico a few years apart, and that we shared ideas about ritual symbolism (mine largely from working in West Africa). I gave him some criticisms of his website and .pdf work, but mainly I enjoyed the expansive and integrative...

As owners of Capitol Hill Books, Holly and I were fortunate to receive some of Paul's books from his daughter Cynthia...yesterday as Holly finished looking closely at some of Paul's "library", which was generously donated to our store, she said, "My God! I never realized what an intelligent man Paul Kay was!"
His books are part of his legacy. I've talked with numerous former co-workers at Tattered Cover in the past few weeks, and they all remember Paul. He was a true intellectual and...

Paul used to buttonhole me at the SAA meetings, or just call up out of the blue to discuss Pottery Mound, or hawk moths, or datura, or the chemistry of red pottery pigments, or how to cure gastric acid reflux by drinking hydrochloric acid. Apart from the health advice, I'm really gonna miss that guy.
Kelley Hays-Gilpin

Paul Kay didn't make archaeology a full time job, but archaeology could have used more of his energy. He was an insightful thinker and an enthusiastic researcher. His upcoming article in the online journal "Pottery Southwest" will be a lasting contribution.

No one needed to wait for an invitation to become Paul's friend.

He was one of the first people I met outside of my work contacts when I moved to Denver almost 25 years ago. It seemed I kept seeing this peculiar fellow everywhere I went--at the park, the supermarket, the bookstore, plays and concerts.

I finally stepped up an introduced myself. He greeted me by name every time we met after that.

I think I last saw Paul 10-11[?] years ago. Two things I'll always remember about Paul: His BIG voice, and opera. Quite a character. Memorable guy. I can [sort of] hear his voice now.

Paul & I were High School friends who lived near one another. I remember many days during the warm months rowing and swimming from a boat and discussing everything important to our young lives and what we thought the future would bring. We sang in a quartet that was very popular. Paul was always solicitated to return to class reunions so all could hear the Dischords perform with Paul's booming bass. He will be missed by all members of the class of '57.