Paulo Sheridan
My dear Wallace. I think I was the only one who called him by that name. I love that name. Everyone else called him Keone. How could one sum up this man. Objectively; he was a hard worker you could count on to get the job done. He never encouraged excuses, there were no excuses. He did encourage accountability, honesty, integrity, and compassion for his fellow man. And he loved to eat good food. Subjectively, for me; he was a like a dream come true. He was so handsome. But not just good looks. He’s what you’d call “the full package”. Sharp mind, great personality, super duper positive attitude, confidence and competence with his abilities, and a heart that sincerely loved to help others. I loved him deeply. He was my partner, my comfort, my best friend, my mentor, and my future. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him and I feel very privileged to have been chosen by him to be his partner. He chose me! Made my day every time I thought about it. Many people live their whole lives without finding a person that they’d wanna live the rest of their life with. I got five most excellent years with him.
His interests always changed, he always seemed to get bored of things if exposed to it too much. He loved watches, wallets, freshly shucked pearls, all for just a brief period of time. His true interests were for his family, his job, helping other people, bowling with his bowling league team, and eating good food at different locations ( had to switch it up all the time, this guy knew about good food). I gotta make a special mention for this interest of his. This guy knew how to live!! And it’s all about the food we eat and the good company you keep while eating. We used to eat all over the place, so much good food. We weren’t gluttons mind you, it’s not like we ate all day and every day. We would choose one good place to eat at least once a week and go eat there. Man we had so much fun even at the cheap places. One time at Applebee’s, we spent over $140 on food and drinks we were having so much fun. They had live music and everything, playing some cool 80’s funk. And this man loved the 80s music! He liked other artists and songs as well of course, but we both would always say that the best music came from the 80s. He absolutely loved the 80s music, and so did I. He loved to bowl and socialize with his bowling league buddies every Saturday. His dog Mylo and cat Bailey were very important to him, he loved his babies. He liked to watch the drag shows. We both admired courage and strength, and no one showed more courage or strength than a drag queen. Desperate Housewives is another show he watched. But his most favorite show had to be the Golden Girls. He had said that he watched every single episode more than twice. We were not big movie buffs, but we did enjoy going to concerts. My last concert with him was when him and his mom took me to see Cher in Vegas. I cried when Cher talked about how she had never sang that song she and Sonny Bono made together until that evening “I got you Babe”. It was beautiful. And the hotels! We loved to go spend our vacay time at a hotel. He was always so fun to be with. I always knew he was the one for me, and I made sure to tell him that. And he would always say that he was not gonna go anywhere, that he loved me. We were good like that. He was the highlight of my life, the very best thing that has ever happened to me. I wish I had more time with you Babe, our relationship was still in its infancy and I’m sure it would’ve grown to be something truly wonderful. It would’ve been much better than what I see existing out there. But as he always used to say , and I always told him that I didn’t like that saying, “it is what it is.” So true. So unfair, but true. I thank you Babe, from the bottom of my heart. I’ll miss you terribly and I’ll try to take what you’ve taught me and spread a little love back into this world. Until we meet again where the two rainbows meet.
Love you forever Babe,
Paulo