Paul Fitzpatrick, aka the Cable Hound ain't coming down for breakfast.
Last Sunday he wined & dined, having a very pleasant day. He went to sleep & his crew found his carcass 1 April Monday morning, when he wasn't there to get their asses out the door & up the poles. This ain't no joke.
I had the good fortune to see him 2 Sundays passed, we had a great lunch of bbq & my life is richer for it.
He will be missed by many.
