Paul Mark Klingeman

" Did Not Die



Do not stand at my grave and forever weep.

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn’s rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and forever cry.

I am not there. I did not die."



Melinda Sue Pacho





We all miss you Paul!

Dear friends, family of Paul K. and Paul himself,



I was driving along the highway the other morning and I had my first coversation with Paul since his passing. It was in his old neighborhood and I just said something like "hey Buddy, I miss you and hope that your transition has been O.K. We miss you ,you know." It felt good to say that aloud, for the first time since his passing. It felt familiar somehow.



The last time I saw Paul we had dinner at this little Nepalese restuarant that he liked in Glenwood Springs. Our meetings almost always got structured around eating somewhere, something special. I sensed it was likely the last time I would see him, as we both knew he was very sick. Neither of us had said much during the dinner but then as we left he said to me, "no matter whatever happens, everything is going to be o.k.. You will see." That was said genuinely with a big smile. That was how Paul K. was toward me, encouraging and thoughtful of what I was feeling.



He was a very special friend to me, one of the longest I'd had in the Aspen area. Paul was my recovery sponser, friend, mentor, and even my boss, on occasion. Paul was articulate and expressed how he was feeling, rarely held much back. He had struggles, but lived in a way that I admired. I miss him, yet sense sometimes that he's still with us at times.



I hope that you may all find joy and peace in your own lives.



Best wishes,

Paul Cunningham



Glenwood Springs,Co.

Hi Paul,

Pat F. here wondering if you've settled in to your new home yet and how things are going up there. We miss you down here. Until our paths cross again, Aloha!

Kisses and hugs,

Pat F.

Fly high and fly strong...all of us "geese" will keep you in our hearts today and look forward to flying with you in the future.

Sweet Paul, you have been a joy in my life. Being on your team this past year has filled my heart and soul and taught me much about courage and dignity. To be with you as you passed, was an honor and a privilege. I hold the vision of you on the top of Sopris, proud and healthy and grateful. Thank you for your friendship.



Namaste, Margo

Paul!

Are we here? Totally present this moment?



Do you remember how often I asked that question as you, I, and other members of the Mindfulness Meditation class at Community Hospital meditated together in silent stillness and silent movement?

Sometimes sitting still like that for a half hour at a time was difficult, wasn't it? But then that moment would come--I saw it more than a few times--when you would just let go, just be here. You'd shine with just hearing the birds outside, feeling your heart beat, breathing.

The folks in that group really liked you! As did I!

And now here you are, in this sparkling, alive stillness that is always right here.

With abiding affection, d.

I remember you as a faithful friend and a wise companion. I enjoyed especially the times we had dinner together on Monday evenings and compared notes on our cancers -- I've got one too. Even when you are dead, I think that you and I still have much to learn from each other.

Carol & I think and speak of you often Paul, and we both know that you are watching over all your friends.

Miss you, Keith & Carol

Over the years, I have shared Paul's recovery story with numerous people. In our early days of recovery, we all struggled with the "God thing." Paul made the love that he had for his family his Higher Power -- a good choice. They won. He overcame so much and in time he became a person at peace with himself and the world. That is no small feat.



For as long as I am around to share it, Paul's story and the benefits it holds for others shall live on.



Craig

I sure do miss you Paul. The four of us sure had a great experience growing up together. We are going to put the 57 on the road for you.



Your friend,



John

Paul,

I feel such a sense of loss that I didn't get to know you better. I'll always remember what a great dad you were to Carrie, Keith, and Jeremy.

Paul, a life cut way too short by a hideous disease! I will miss you on my bike rides in the mountains and your wonderful laugh and sense of humor. I was fortunate enough to visit Paul before he died and through all the pain his wonderful spirit still shown through. See you on the other side.

To the faimly of this loving warm soul:

While I only knew Paul for a relatively short time, I will miss his physical presence in our new family. He will always be in my thoughts.

Paul, Your smile lit up the room and your love of life was contagious! I know that you are watching over us all and am blessed that you came into my life. With Love to your family, Daylene

Dear Dad,

I miss you more than words can express. I often think of the song you would hum. Keep me in you heart by Warren Zevon. I love you pop and I Miss you.

Love,

Carrie

your daughter forever!

Paul,



We will all miss you!



Love,

Roza

I miss you Paul.My love and sympathy to all his family Love, Joan

What a great guy Paul was. Having lived in Wilmette, IL and working in Winnetka for 7 years, we had an instant bond when we met in 1989. I used to eat at his folk's restaurant several days a week while selling real estate for Quinlan & Tyson. Than we became good friends in Aspen and skied together, listened to great music and just laughed. He will be greatly missed! Nancy Henderson

Although we can still feel you, we all miss you more than any words can explain. In all of our hearts forever, love jb

Dad,

Words can not express how I miss you. The song you liked to hum won't stop replaying in my head.

I Love you Pop, miss you,

Carrie

"Hold me in your thoughts, take me to your dreams

Touch me as I fall into view

When the winter comes keep the fires lit

And I will be right next to you"



title:Keep Me In Your Heart

written by Warren Zevon & Jorge Calderón

I love you Dad.

Your Son,
Keith