It was with great sadness that I found that Paul had committed suicide. I met Paul in Paris in 1951 I think. He was staying at a youth hostel that had been an SS headquarters during WW 2. he was against the war that the US was involved in at the time. We became very close and he showed me his Paris. We sneaked into the Sorbonne for lunch and after lights out at the youth hostel he would play his guitar for all of us with his arm around me. He collected newspapers and sold them to make enough to buy food and one day presented me with a jar of jam which I knew was worth more than any gift i would ever get. He took me to Napoleon's tomb. It was April and one of the best times of my life. I was travelling with two other girls and Paul and i arranged to meet in Madrid at the train station a few weeks later. I waited but Paul didnt show up. I found there were two train stations. We lost contact and I ended up in Casablance. Later I heard that he was trying to find me in Spain. We were all hitchhiking. Years later I contacted Paul through the newspaper in New Bedford. He sent me his new record and told me that Burl Ives was going to record his song Lenora let your hair hang down. I heard Burl Ives doing it on tv. but we didnt keep in touch because I was married. He was a lovely person. The first American I had ever met, I was British. Please let me know what is happening with your book. Margaret Kennedy