Paul S. Taylor

So sorry to lose such a unique and creative person. Full of life and never never boring. Have missed seeing my friend Paul for many years and was sad to hear that he is gone from this life. If there is another, I'm sure he is raising hell there.

My beautiful brother,Paul.
You were always with me,here on earth.
You will continue ,to be with me, now,forever,and always.
Carol

Thank you so much for all of the love and support you and Deb gave to me. I was so happy that we could get to know each other even though we were hundreds of miles apart. I will never forget you and your sense of humor! Love you always!

Nancy, Mark, Carol--I am so sad that you have lost Paul. He was a force to be reckoned with at the U. What a neat guy he was.
Karla

Well i didn't know you very well but the times that i saw you allways made me happy. The smiles that you brought to everyones faces with your many stories and experiences just made my day DAMNIT!!

I've wondered for years what happened to my dear old friend.
You truly were a dream weaver. When you told the stories of world travels , it made me want to go. Well I've done a lot of travels and have found the world truly as amazing as you always told of.
I remember always thinking that you have been one of the smartest people that I ever known. Not always wise in love but I'm happy to hear that you found a lovely lady to spend your life with.
I also loved that sun ray couch and...

I didn't get to spend alot of time with you but the letters that we wrote back and forth made me feel close to you. I am glad these last few years we did get to see you and Debbie and we know that you were truley happy. I love you and miss you so much. One day when we meet up again i want to hear all of the storys you have to tell about the amazing life you led. LOVE YOU DAMMIT

Paul, I love you and have always been proud of you.

I can remember being so proud that MY big brother was the one who climbed the rickety ladder of the Murray smelter smokestacks, swinging back and forth in the wind, as you painted a giant middle finger for all to see and be shocked at. Come to think of it, you did alot of things for that reason.

I remember you at about 16 years old with the "underslung" levis, white t-shirt, and slicked back hair with the curl coming...

Life with you was never dull. A guy with the biggest heart I've ever known and a soul to match. You are sorely missed by everyone you touched.