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Paul Wayne Ney

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Paul Wayne Ney

Birth
Death
3 May 2013 (aged 65)
Burial
Fairfax County, Virginia, USA Add to Map
Plot
Cremation, ashes scattered.
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Paul went to be with the lord on May 3, 2013. Paul is preceded in death by his Mom and Dad (Velma and Walter Ney), brother Richard Alton, son Christian, and kitties Buddy, Honey Bunny, Gracie and Snugglebug, all of whom he adored. Left to cherish his memory are his loving life partner, Eileen Olsen Isme, and his five brothers and sisters, Allan Ney and his wife Stephanie, Gene Ney, Anne McCord, Bonnie Ney, and Patty Arthur and her husband Steve, multiple nieces and nephews, grandnieces and grandnephews, cousins and friends. Those that are too many to list are those that he loved as well.

Those who knew him will remember him as the first long-haired hippy at Fairfax Circle in 1965. Paul was a talented and gifted artist in many ways - he skillfully played numerous musical instruments including the banjo, guitar, and mandolin; and he recently taught himself keyboards. Any instrument he touched belonged to him as though it had been created just for him.

He drew/wrote underground comic books in the '60s and '70s and was a wholesaler of equipment to Penguin Feather. He wrote for the Kiplinger Newsletter in the '70s and was a Parts Manager at numerous auto dealerships in the '70s and '80s as well.

Paul was co-author and editor of the Toyota Service Manual of North America in the early '90s. Most of his close friends know that in high school, Paul got a perfect score on his SAT - he was asked to re-test, because no one at Woodson High School had ever tested perfectly - and he did it again, achieving a perfect score on the second test!

Paul was a talented and gifted artist in many ways - he skillfully played numerous musical instruments including the banjo, guitar, and mandolin; and he recently taught himself keyboards. Any instrument he touched belonged to him as though it had been created just for him. Paul's sketches and drawings were astounding.

If you ever drive past Oakton Elementary School, the mural viewed through the front window was painted by Paul when he was in the fifth grade - astounding! Paul could be amazingly funny, with a dry, sarcastic wit. There will never be another Paul - God broke the mold. There are no words to describe our sorrow, and we will miss you until we meet again on the other side.



Paul went to be with the lord on May 3, 2013. Paul is preceded in death by his Mom and Dad (Velma and Walter Ney), brother Richard Alton, son Christian, and kitties Buddy, Honey Bunny, Gracie and Snugglebug, all of whom he adored. Left to cherish his memory are his loving life partner, Eileen Olsen Isme, and his five brothers and sisters, Allan Ney and his wife Stephanie, Gene Ney, Anne McCord, Bonnie Ney, and Patty Arthur and her husband Steve, multiple nieces and nephews, grandnieces and grandnephews, cousins and friends. Those that are too many to list are those that he loved as well.

Those who knew him will remember him as the first long-haired hippy at Fairfax Circle in 1965. Paul was a talented and gifted artist in many ways - he skillfully played numerous musical instruments including the banjo, guitar, and mandolin; and he recently taught himself keyboards. Any instrument he touched belonged to him as though it had been created just for him.

He drew/wrote underground comic books in the '60s and '70s and was a wholesaler of equipment to Penguin Feather. He wrote for the Kiplinger Newsletter in the '70s and was a Parts Manager at numerous auto dealerships in the '70s and '80s as well.

Paul was co-author and editor of the Toyota Service Manual of North America in the early '90s. Most of his close friends know that in high school, Paul got a perfect score on his SAT - he was asked to re-test, because no one at Woodson High School had ever tested perfectly - and he did it again, achieving a perfect score on the second test!

Paul was a talented and gifted artist in many ways - he skillfully played numerous musical instruments including the banjo, guitar, and mandolin; and he recently taught himself keyboards. Any instrument he touched belonged to him as though it had been created just for him. Paul's sketches and drawings were astounding.

If you ever drive past Oakton Elementary School, the mural viewed through the front window was painted by Paul when he was in the fifth grade - astounding! Paul could be amazingly funny, with a dry, sarcastic wit. There will never be another Paul - God broke the mold. There are no words to describe our sorrow, and we will miss you until we meet again on the other side.





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