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| The late Paul Strandberg enjoying a morning bite at a Roseville cafe in 2012. |
Stan and Kathleen,
I just read your post about Paul and wanted to take a moment to thank you. Of course reading it brought me to tears, but that picture of Paul in high school was worth the price of admission.
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I worked with Paul for about 3 years (2000-2003) at the Dept of Ag when I was just a couple of years out of college. I remember clearly the moment I met him - just where he was standing in the doorway of a colleague's office as I was shown around on my first day of work. At 28 years older than me, I wouldn't have guessed we would be come friends, but that office eventually became my office and I shared many great conversations with him standing in that doorway. I'll always remember him as so funny, so incredibly smart, and so kind. Once he taught me a license plate game he played with his family - making up words by inserting letters between the letters on the plate of the car in front of you - he was rattling them off and I could barely come up with one. I got to meet his mom on that trip, on our way back from some work trip out-state. And his car! About as messy as anybody's. I remember finding a fried chicken drumstick under the front seat once!
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| He was a member of the Jefferson Carolers - sang tenor. |
Paul always treated me like an equal, though I was really just a kid. He was my father's age, but talked to me like a friend and a colleague. What a guy. I last saw him at his retirement party - not sure what year that was - and it was tough to see him fading even then. But I've got many great memories of our short time working together.
I was unable to find information about a memorial service for him, so thanks for letting me share some memories with you. And thanks especially for the pictures and all you wrote on your blog.
Warmly,
Tim Bubar
