God Bless You, Paul. You Rocked.

My dear brother Paul passed away on April 20th, 2007. His battle was short and furious, but ultimately He won and now Paul is standing at the foot of God.

Yeah...but I don't have to like it.

I don't have to like it, but I have to accept it, and care for the ones who are left behind. So in Paul's honor I will continue to do the things that he got a kick out of me doing. Like screaming "Go Richie" at the top of my lungs at the All Star Game Home Run Derby. Like announcing the South Shore Frolics Parade. Like letting Jill come out to play. Like Storming the Bastille in pink t-shirts. Like stealing schnapps from fellow Packer Fans. Yes, Paul, I will think of you, always.