Saturday, 9 June 2012
Paul Sussman RIP
Paul was one of life's originals. Two years below me, I recall him turning up in college in his first year - a dishevelled character in a dodgy jacket and sporting an even dodgier moustache. From day one he stood out as a genuine eccentric and soon won people over with his charm and ready wit. Moreover, despite a physique that no one would describe as athletic, he soon became a key member of the college 3rd XV (as much for his social capabilities as for his rugby prowess) and, astonishingly, went on to box for the university 2 years later.
That was the thing about Suss - it seemed he could turn his hand to pretty much anything and, until his death last week, I had no idea he had gone on to be such a success as a journalist and novelist.
The last time I saw Paul was, ironically, a few years ago at another college mate's funeral. It just doesn't seem right that such good guys should be taken so young.
RIP Suss - my thoughts are with you and your young family.