Diamond, Paul

I do not even remember how I met Paul. Just remember he was darkly handsome and very sexy. We saw each other for awhile. I knew he had become ill and almost died. I saw him shortly prior to his death in a bookstore on Bancroft Ave in Berkeley, while I was a student at CAL. He still looked well, inspite of not being so. He was a bit distant, perhaps subdued is the real description. I had to write something for his memory, a sweet man gone, like innumerable others, far too soon! Hope to see you in the great beyond, Paul. Love you.