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Happy Birthday Sherryl! Thinking about all the fun we had, and hope you and your sweet family are well.

Paul Lecroy was one of my very best friends in high school, college and throughout life. Paul and I both came from families of educators and often we were likened to the old wives tales of preacher's kids. Paul was a thrillseeker and he and I shared many memories of wild car and motorcycle adventures. We went to college together. I won't elaborate on a family website but a good time was had by all. Not many people know that Paul was a veteran. We all owe him a debt of grattitude because he served his country to preserve our freedom. 

Paul and I shared apartments in college and in the early 80's. We partied on Greenville Avenue for many years while we were single and I'm sure there are many friends he made wherever he went that would want to pay their respects. I never lost touch with Paul for more than a few months here and there but as great of a person as he was he suffered for years with personal issues. Paul has a son, Janson, who is now without a father and I greive most for him because he has lost his grandfather, grandmother and father within the last two years. I also greive for the rest of Paul's family, his sisters Karen and Marie. Growing up with the Lecroys I was treated as family.

One story that remains strongly in my memory was that I was so jealous that Paul's dad got him a motorcycle when we were 15 and my parents did not approve.  I had a job so I bought a motorcycle and Paul let me hide it at his house so my dad would never know. Paul's dad found my motorcycle and got me over there and he explained that he could not be part of hiding this from my dad but after some convincing on Paul's part he agreed to smoothing it over with my dad. I still had to face my dad but Paul and his dad helped me convince him I should keep the motorcycle. Two weeks later Paul and I had a head on collision and I broke my leg and my motorcycle. Paul brought my crumpled motorcycle to my house and put it in my bedroom so he and i could rebuild it.

I could relate a 1000 more stories about Paul but that was the most appropriate for this site.

Paul suffered greatly in his last few weeks but I had the opportunty to talk to him and tell him I loved him just prior to his death.

I'm glad Paul is at peace now but I will miss him a lot.

Posted on: Sep 18, 2014 at 10:31 AM

Larry, was with Gregg the other night and he told me you were thinking about coming after just hearing. Glad you are making the effort and look forward to seeing you. i have been trying to find Steve Mobley, but haven't been able. i hear his mother lives in Temple, but can't find her number. do you know where he might be?

in memory of the words you wrote in my annual... "Waugh says get that damn photo loaded asap" !!