The following comment was submitted by Gregory F. Hanson, VHS Class of 1965:
Paul portrayed himself as a tough guy, sort of a Serbian Clint Eastwood. He was very intelligent, an independent thinker, loyal, creative, and a deeply caring peson. He loved and cared for his parents to their deaths. He was one of my best friends. Together, we drank, smoked and joked, played cards and golf, drove too fast, sang and danced poorly, partied with girls, and met beautiful women. We married, he was my best man, took separate trails chasing our dreams, raised some kids, built good families, worked hard, had adventures, did some good and did well. Paul died way too young and wil be deeply missed! Good memories Paul and RIP!
Read your testimonial about Paul Pecovich. I remember times at your place in Corrales dancing raising hell drinking and smoking. Paul, MIke Moody and I grew up together. I would walk to his house on Headingly when we went to Garfield and sitting at their breakfast table, eating his mom's strudel and smoke Pall Malls.
The three of us got into so much trouble from fighting, doing dumb shit like buying a car at 14, driving it for a week then taking it back to the guy we bought it from cuz it used about as much oil as gas. Building my 41 Ford working on his 54 Ford, Moody's Chevy. Coming home on leave from the military, and me because I was able to buy beer, getting it, drinking then going to Franks and fighting.
I too have many thoughts and memories of Paul and wondered what he was doing and up to. I tracked him down but never called him; man, how I wished I had. I called Mike Moody and he had already heard Paul had passed. It's very sad I just heard tonight a very close friend I served with in the service died. God bless all.
Robert Lowder
The following comment was submitted by Gregory F. Hanson, VHS Class of 1965:
Paul portrayed himself as a tough guy, sort of a Serbian Clint Eastwood. He was very intelligent, an independent thinker, loyal, creative, and a deeply caring peson. He loved and cared for his parents to their deaths. He was one of my best friends. Together, we drank, smoked and joked, played cards and golf, drove too fast, sang and danced poorly, partied with girls, and met beautiful women. We married, he was my best man, took separate trails chasing our dreams, raised some kids, built good families, worked hard, had adventures, did some good and did well. Paul died way too young and wil be deeply missed! Good memories Paul and RIP!
Greg Hanson
Mike Sheyka
Greg,
Read your testimonial about Paul Pecovich. I remember times at your place in Corrales dancing raising hell drinking and smoking. Paul, MIke Moody and I grew up together. I would walk to his house on Headingly when we went to Garfield and sitting at their breakfast table, eating his mom's strudel and smoke Pall Malls.
The three of us got into so much trouble from fighting, doing dumb shit like buying a car at 14, driving it for a week then taking it back to the guy we bought it from cuz it used about as much oil as gas. Building my 41 Ford working on his 54 Ford, Moody's Chevy. Coming home on leave from the military, and me because I was able to buy beer, getting it, drinking then going to Franks and fighting.
I too have many thoughts and memories of Paul and wondered what he was doing and up to. I tracked him down but never called him; man, how I wished I had. I called Mike Moody and he had already heard Paul had passed. It's very sad I just heard tonight a very close friend I served with in the service died. God bless all.