Paul F Cavanaugh, 51, died
on 1/15/07 after a short battle with lung cancer. He was surrounded by family in his last moments
and died peacefully in his sleep.
He is survived by his three
children, Jessica, Justin and
Paul liked to call himself a
“Road Scholar” because of all that he learned in his travels across the
country. He was also a gifted musician
(guitar) and songwriter, and was a founding member of several locally-renown
bands with his partner of 20+ years, Deb Cavanaugh – General Eclectic and One Psy Fits All.
His travels spanned the continental US many times and allowed him to
meet many different (types of) people.
He had a joke for every
occasion; and specialized in “bad” jokes.
One of his favorite jokes was “Why don’t toads live in toadstools? Because there isn’t mush room. I know, that’s in
really spore taste, but what can I
say, he was just a fungi.” He went for the groans over the laughs and
nothing was sacred, but was always taken with the humor intended. He prided
himself on finding the right joke for each person, including each of his cab
fares. He would strive to find the joke
that would crack a smile on the most bitter of faces and took the positive
reactions as his reward. There was
little that made him happier than cracking someone up, whether it was a
stranger, a friend or a family member.
He had a fascination with
numbers that started from an early age.
Born on 11/11/55 at 11:11am, he prided himself on that consistency. His family believes that he timed himself on
his internal clock to die at 11:11am – one month to the day after his
diagnosis.
An activist, a Deadhead, a
musician, a father, a jokester, a great guy.
There were many labels that applied, but none that sum up the man as a
whole. Rest in Peace, Paul Cavanaugh. You will be fondly remembered by many and in
many different ways. “The good die
young.”
