Sheldon "Paul" Colvin

I remember Paul as a good man who'd do anything for his children. Once, many moons ago, his daughter Sherri and her friend Terri wanted to go camping up at Bear River, but Marjorie said no unless they brought a guy with them for protection. Paul agreed, so Sherri called me and we hitchhiked up to Bear River. It was the fastest hitchhiking trip I had ever been on. After we got there and stayed for a couple of days it began to rain, then it began to pour...and didn't let up. We hiked out of...

Paul had a quiet demeanor that never seemed to want the spotlight, working best behind the scenes, but his commitment shined bright for all to see and admire.

Paul dedicated his life to the working class movement to transform predatory capitalism to a socialist society where true equality, human progress and the enrichment of every aspect of life is the driving force.

Paul seemed to be ageless; no matter how many years past he seemed to have that magical genetic composition that lent him the same look decade after decade, His trademark wide-brimmed and distinctive hats that I first saw him wear with dignity when we first met 45 years ago was...

I will always remember Paul as a warm, caring and principled person, with a wry sense of humor, who dedicated his life to making a better world for all of us. I will miss you, Paul!