I happened to stumble across your blog from the scrolling blog listings on the blogger home page. The name of your blog intrigued me, so I clicked. As I scrolled down, a name popped out at me.
Paris Gray...I've never known anyone else with that name, except the one 'tip-toeing' Paris Gray I went to school with at the Maryland Institute, College of Art. A solidly, sturdy built guy, Paris had an odd habit of walking on his toes to further develop his calves even further.
No! This could not be true! Paris is too young to have died! I looked his name up on Google, and sure enough, your pictures depicted the funeral of a friend of mine from college...
I am deeply saddened to hear this about Paris, but I thank you for the postings of the pictures with his name. I will share this unfortunate news with other college mates that I have managed to stay in touch with over the years.
At least Paris made it...he followed his dream to become a photographer. Out of all of us who hung together there is only one other person (that I am aware of)who was able to pursue their dream to be able to make a living doing what they loved...doing what God created them to do.
Farewell to Paris L. Gray
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I happened to stumble across your blog from the scrolling blog listings on the blogger home page. The name of your blog intrigued me, so I clicked. As I scrolled down, a name popped out at me.
Paris Gray...I've never known anyone else with that name, except the one 'tip-toeing' Paris Gray I went to school with at the Maryland Institute, College of Art. A solidly, sturdy built guy, Paris had an odd habit of walking on his toes to further develop his calves even further.
No! This could not be true! Paris is too young to have died! I looked his name up on Google, and sure enough, your pictures depicted the funeral of a friend of mine from college...
I am deeply saddened to hear this about Paris, but I thank you for the postings of the pictures with his name. I will share this unfortunate news with other college mates that I have managed to stay in touch with over the years.
At least Paris made it...he followed his dream to become a photographer. Out of all of us who hung together there is only one other person (that I am aware of)who was able to pursue their dream to be able to make a living doing what they loved...doing what God created them to do.
May you rest in peace Paris.
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