The Mighty Q,

I first met and worked with Paul at the Yorkville Book Celler in the early 80's He helped me get a job as we walked through the bookstore and he observed that I knew that we were looking at books.
"You'll go far, rob" he said.
He showed me the best places to drink in Yorkville, so much so that U of T professors would call at Hemingways to tell me what lectures I had missed.
Paul, you were a good mentor...thank you!
Through the haze of dance halls and floors strewn with sawdust, Paul,let me into the world of english lit. I had nothing to say and so pretend to want to write, while just feeling lucky enough to hang with Paul ,John and Grant.
Seven years ago, my daughter, Sarah Rose came home with a girlfriend.
"Its Flannery" she said.
"
Oh Shit," I thought. "Not Flannery O'conner."
Close enough, Paul came back into my life through his really cool daughter, Flannery who Sarah hung out with at Withrow School.
Paul and I laughed at this, after not seeing each other for a long time.
Over the years, Paul has taken the time to read my poor attempt at putting things down, and always patiently, said
"Rob, if anybody can do it..you can."
MOst recently, we would bump into each other in the beach where we lived.
He'd laugh at me and run away from my outlandish behavior.
"MIghty Q,"   I would yell at him. He would cross the other street and smile.

Mighty Q, thank you for your time and patience. God bless.

Robert Levinson