Paul Herrera

 

Paul Herrera  June 1 1949 - May 15 1991

Paul was my best friend!  We met just after I moved to San Francisco, early in 1968.  It was six months later, that I discovered we shared the same Birthday!  I was one year older.  That's what started my tradition of eating Mexican food on my birthday.  Paul was Mexican American, and he showed me the best Mexican restaurants among others.  We always went out and had Mexican on OUR birthday!  Paul was also an excellent cook.  We had dinner together more than a few nights a week, often sharing the cooking.  We did things together almost every day.  Whether it was going to Lands End or just hanging in the neighborhood.  Over the years we went our separate ways, but always kept in touch.  If I didn't call him, he would call me.  I was in Seattle when I found out Paul was in the hospital with AIDS.  I still get upset that I did not know in time, to come and see him.  Paul I will miss you for as long as I live!