Paul Michael Dunn

I’ve known Paul for 23 years since our time at Wright-Patt. I messaged him 2 days before he passed and am devastated in learning of his passing. We were messaging and it wasn’t like him to not respond. I don’t know how or why he’s gone but I’m going to miss our talks and regret that he never made it to his TDY to Tobyhanna. If anyone can help me make sense of this please reach out to [email protected]. Rest in peace my brother.

I was in CES training last summer with Paul in Ft. Leavenworth Kansas. We took a trip to Denver together. We had a blast. Paul was a hell of a guy, really enjoyed hanging out with him and getting to know him. I will miss him. I was looking forward to linking up with him in Eastern Europe. He is gone way too soon.

Ft. Lee, VA, August 2017, was when Paul and I first met. We went through a training program for the Department of the Army, class 17-002. Paul was quiet and reserved. But, once I got to know Paul he could definitely talk a lot. Throughout the program I saw Paul trials and Triumphs as he pushed through to the end. Once we all parted ways and began our civilian careers with the government Paul and I kept in contact. As Paul went from Alabama to Arizona to Kosovo, he always sent photos. I remember when Paul told me he accepted a position in Kosovo. He was so excited. He looked forward to traveling throughout Europe and promised he would send photos. Let me tell you Paul definitely sent photos…He was so excited to share what he was seeing as he traveled country to country. I was looking forward to receiving photos from Switzerland.

Thank you, Paul, for allowing me to see the world through your eyes (photo). I’m so happy that you got to live out your dream of living, traveling, and working overseas.

As I was on my way to the airport to catch a flight I get a message from Anna, Josh Livingstons wife, about Paul’s passing. It hit me like a ton bricks. I first met Paul when we were stationed together at Yokota Air Base, Japan. We both worked in the pediatrics clinic. I remember seeing him in the back of the records room to me he had a crazy look to him. I’m laughing as I write that. But we hit it off and became friends. The man was a staunch fan of the Cubs and Blackhawks like his obituary says. But he was a big fan of a song I had to put on repeat over and over again to the point it would annoy the hell out of me: Night Ranger – Sister Christian. He also liked to drink Stella when I was with him. I’m drinking a Stella and listening to Sister Christian to honor him right now. Paul was the kind of guy that no matter how bad he felt he wanted to help you. He was a good man. A man who deserved the best out of life. He got to live out a dream of going overseas. He loved Japan and I’m sure he loved it in Europe.

To the Dunn Family. You have my condolences. Whatever that may mean to you, is up to you because you don’t know me from Adam and sometimes I feel like those words are a cheap thing to say. But I know what you lost. I can feel your pain. I’ve already prayed for y’all but I’m going to keep praying. I’m praying for y’all to get through this together. Mr. And Mrs. Dunn, thank you for bringing Paul into this world. It was an honor to know him and to serve with him.

Do your thing, Paul. Rest In Peace, brother.

It has been pleasure learning about your son and seeing his life unfold as you shared your proud moments and the history and relationship. I can only believe he was a good man from every account that I have seen and heard. I’m so sorry for the struggles you have been through and hope you will find comfort in this difficult time.