From Tom Edwards

Two early memories of Paul that I will never forget – and I shared these with Alex this past summer at SMC. During the Regent's first visit to DC, the Regent was giving interviews in a room upstairs at the first Idaho Avenue house (I don't remember the address). Paul, ever the Kasung, was attending the door for these interviews, serious, proper, stoic Paul. Then after everyone else had been interviewed, Paul got to go in for his interview and I temporarily took his seat. When Paul came out he once again sat down in his chair, posture erect, proper, and cried and cried. The tears were streaming down his face and he made no effort to wipe them away. As I looked at him, I thought "Now that's devotion."

Perhaps it was during this same visit of the Regent, we were having formal dinner with the Regent in the front room and Paul was serving dinner. As he approached very carefully and nervously with the Regent's plate, just behind the Regent's right shoulder, Paul's angle shifted slightly and the Regent's entire dinner slid onto the floor. Paul looked down at the Regent with the slightest of sheepish smiles on his face. The Regent looked up at him and said "Oy vey! Banzai!!"

With love, Tom Edwards