November 29, 1954 - April 2, 2021
Paul Richard Makowski, known to many as Spanky, was born in Soda Springs, Idaho on November 29, 1954. He passed on April 2, 2021 in Denver. Paul is survived by his loving wife Ryn Robinson, his dog Mimi, his cats Samson and Delilah, his brothers Dave and Stan, along with his sister Jana and his nephew and niece Mike and Julia and his great nephew and niece James and Kayla. All will mourn the loss of Paul.
As of now, there is no memorial celebration planned in the near future. If that changes the family will reach out and notify everyone.
The family has requested that remembrances be made in the form of contributions to The Denver Hospice.
Spanky, if I had a chance to tell you, and I probably will from some hill top still. (so be listening) But You, at least to me, were the most gentle and least judgmental being I have ever encountered in my life. You are the human form of what prophets like Jesus and the Budda tried to teach us to be. And you did it by example not by dogma. You never preached you only showed love..I will miss you my friend but you have other worlds to explore and hopefully you’ll be be there to teach us more if we have earned the opportunity to be with you again in the next life. And I can only wish you will have the best tequila to share with your beautiful laugh… maybe I’ll see you on the other side… ..Thank you for all your Love and Gentle Kindness…
Thank you Spanky for all your smiles and happiness that you spread on this earth. Sending you love and light. I’m so sorry to hear this. Sending peace, love and hugs to you and Spanky. Such a sweet soul. ❤️
Spanky ❤️ Always and forever in my memories and heart.
Best smile ever. Laughs with his whole body. And as kind as they come. Much love, Spank.
So many roads Spanky....I'll never forget the night we wandered aimlessly by the Mish until sunrise and an owl greeted us and sent us back to camp...The mountain spirits were certainly with us that night.....Know that I Love you my Brother, I always will...
My favorite time with Spanky are tied between- his SB party where the 49ers won by the most points ever in a SB vs the dumb donkeys, and I sprayed every hee haw loser with silly string. - The time Spanky got out of our VW bus and started directing traffic in the parking lot after a GD show when I was a kid. I liked his house. His closets connected between rooms so it was fun to play there. Spanky made us a potato launcher. He is the coolest
I’m so sorry to hear this. Sending peace, love and hugs to you and Spanky. Such a sweet soul. ❤️
Miss you Spanky and love you so very much!
One of my favorite people from back in the day!
ah sweet friends Thinking of you. Love Spanky so, it finds the heart of us collectively. in a strange irony, I bought some tequila after my hike tonight... and admittedly it’s presence of sharing a toast feels so appropriate reminiscent of by-gone times and the dearest of the dear ones this one I cherish ❤️ this one is a big one all heart Love you Spanky
The Spanky Shuffle
Spanky is the sweetest, kindest, fun loving creative soul that gave the best hugs, with a beautiful smile, so easy to talk to & even better to dance the night away with. He'll be loved & remembered always, keeping him in my thoughts & prayer.
Sending love and wishes for abundant happy memories to flood the deep sorrow. I remember him as kind and light hearted
For all of us.. we all loved that man so much! The Spanky dance, directing traffic at shows with a Chinese yo yo, being taken into custody at the airport trying to get to a show with Dave in Irvine. Someone on the plane thought he looked like a wanted murderer. Poor Spanky.
We slid down the hills in CA on cardboard, we saw an incredible amount of music together.... and so much more... so much love and friendship❤️🌹❤️
Paul and Stan were a hugh part of my life. I was about 14 when I met Paul. Stan was my brother Paul's best friend. What a fantastic family! The memories and great times in Parker and many Dead shows! Time just goes by so quickly. Love, peace and memories❤
Such a sweet soul and Big rolling laugh. Thank you Paul for all the laughs, fun and love. You lit up a room when You stepped in ❤️. May the 4 winds blow you safely home
My thoughts and prayers are with Spanky and those that love him. I have fond memories of spending good times many years ago. He is a special person.
Ahh sweet spanky....easy days into the stars for our dear friend.
My sweet memory of him was while driving in the back with my son Chris that Bob always called Bud & Spanky drew a really nice scenic pic with rainbow & wrote Budland on it. Chris saved it hung in his room for a long time. Spanky gave good loving to everyone especially to our kids.
I’m heartbroken. I learned so much from Spanky. If you are able please send my love and hopes for an easy road on his trip to the stars! 💜💫
When you saw Spanky at a Grateful Dead show you knew that we were going to laugh have fun . Paul you are loved.
I’m sad that Spanky has left this realm but I’m so very grateful that I got to laugh and dance with him. Paul had the most magical eyes I’ve ever seen. They alway sparkled with light and laughter. I’ll think of him every time I see sunlight sparkle and dance on the water . RIP gentle man.
I can still see his happy eyes and his quiet little laugh ...his somber voice.... he was a gentle teddy bear. He was all things great. I will miss him for the rest of my life. Rest in peace Spanky thank you for the memories.
"ain’t nothing to do now but smile smile smile" in his honor cause you know it just couldn’t be any other way... we got memories upon memories how lucky we are actually. Years really. He was such a beautiful human being. I loved his hugs, and his twinkle. He twinkled. And that’s what we get to cherish- Thank goodness we felt that, and knew that. He left us with that smile, it could go on for days... and his heart of gold which there ain’t no one quite like that that’s for certain ❤
love you Spanky
And you know I opened the bottle of tequila just now
to you Spanky
❤️💙❤️
thank you my friend
Lay down my dear brothers, lay down and take your rest
Won't you lay your head upon your Savior's breast
I love you, but Jesus love you the best
And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
And I bid you goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
❤️
Here is to you Paul on a life well lived! Always a smile on your face and a glimmer in your eye. Never a cross word did I hear from you!
Rest in peace Gentle Giant!
My memories of Paul,,,,, Always drift to the pinery house. He always made me feel welcome, he had a kind heart, gentle soul. I loved his laugh, I love the family and will hold his memories in my mind forever. Paul taught me a lot of things when I was younger ::::::::: how to be a good person stands out above them all. ❤️Johnny Peacock
Here’s to you Paul ... a brother, a friend, a mentor, an inspiration. You were and are all of these to me. You were there as a brother when family mattered. You were there as a friend when hanging out. You were a mentor sharing your knowledge and common sense. You were an inspiration with your kindness and sense of humor when it came to life.
I am thankful for the years we lived and spent together at the Pinery house. A million memories that we laughed and reminisced though out our lives. The people, the places and the things we did. What a great gift you have given me.
I will miss you so much but will always smile when I think of you. The memories are golden and bright.
Paul use to joke that he had 3 jobs in his life and his Mom was responsible for getting all of them. Paul's first job was working on Merle's ranch with his cousin near Rand for a couple of summers when he was still in school. His pay was $2 a day and he worked 7 days a week except one Sunday when the crew rebelled and demanded a day off for fishing. He then went to work for Jack Diamond a builder at the Pinery in the early 70's for a short stint before he started working for Terracor in 1973. He was one of the pioneers of the Pinery when they were still installing signs and paving parts of the original Pinery Parkway. He was there when they installed the water pipes and supporting systems. The Pinery Water District broke away from Terracor and Paul followed.
In his 47 years he saw the Pinery go from a fledgling development to what it is today. He was involved in all aspects of the water district and eventually became the superintendent of the water side and finished his career doing augmentation planning. Paul knew the system like the back of his hand.
In the early days in the late 70's, he brought a small bit of fame to the district when a photographer from the Parker paper saw a man on a row boat in the middle of a small pond at the south entrance to the Pinery. He must have gotten a real hoot out of it to actually publish it in the paper. It was Paul rowing out to work on the fountain when he was caught on camera. He climbed in many a trench to fix water breaks, laid in the snow in the middle of the night on his belly holding a propane torch down in the meter pit thawing out the meter so the homeowner could have water that night. He told a story about a driver hitting their brakes one time because they thought Paul might be laying there dead. Paul reflected on a story once about being in a trench while fixing a water break on a cold day and putting off so much steam from his head and body that the crew joked about him being a one man steam shovel.
Paul was devoted to the success and well being of the district. He filled many hats and enjoyed them in his time working for the district. Paul retired in January of 2020.
Paul enjoyed working on and riding his minibike in his junior high school days. After seeing Easy Rider, Paul's dad took his minibike to work and fabricated it into a chopper minibike. At one point he and his friends turned it into a 3 wheel trike chopper. In high school Paul became interested in British sportscars, mainly Austin Healeys. He soon had 2 project cars and kept one throughout his life. If he saw one parked and the owner near, he would occasionally strike up a conversation and share his enthusiasm.
When Paul was 12, “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” came out. He conned his mom into taking him twice. He became an avid western movie fan from that point on. Paul enjoyed watching Star Trek over the years and liked spaceships. He had fun making potato guns and playing with them. His favorite channel was TMC the classic movie channel. In addition to his Austin Healey, he had owned a Mustang Fastback and later a Camaro. His daily beaters were his pickup trucks and Subaru.
Paul's biggest passion was music. He bought his first stereo from Radio Shack and soon became an avid audiophile. He bought a state of the art home stereo system with a Crown amp and Klipsh Corner Horn speakers. This would be a dream stereo for any music enthusiast but Paul wanted to take it to the next level. He settled on a sound system consisting of 3 Crown amps to power a pair of Klipsh MCM 1900 speakers. The Rainbow Music Hall in Denver used 5 pairs for their venue. Paul used one pair for his venue or music room as he called it.
His go to band in the early days was Pink Floyd but Paul always had an ear open to the Grateful Dead. It wasn't long before he started going to all the shows in town and soon developed a network of friends known as Deadheads. He began traveling with friends to see the band around the country and went to well over 100 shows. Paul was known to many as Spanky and was a welcome face at shows.
Paul claimed the first time he saw Ryn was at the Boulder Theater while Shakedown Street was playing in 1991. He noticed Ryn wearing her silver shoes. He knew she was the one even though they didn't meet that night. A couple of weeks later they were at the Buffalo Rose seeing Shakedown Street. There she met Paul from Parker and Mike from Longmont. That is how she remembered him, Paul from Parker. It would be 2 years later before they would meet again.
They met again at a get together with about 40 friends or so at a party in the mountains designated as "Driving the Planet." Paul introduced himself again as Spanky. She was pretty sure it was Paul from Parker. When she asked if he was, he gave his belly laugh and said yes. He told her that Spanky was what everyone there called him. The next morning when Ryn came out of her tent, Paul was sitting in a lawn chair with a plate of food waiting for her. She knew then and there that she wanted to know him for life.
Ryn recalls looking in her diary around then and finding an entry from 2 years ago. She had written about a friend calling her and telling her about a dream he had about her. He said he had dreamed she would meet a big man with long hair and beard sitting on a mountain. Paul later told Ryn about a story of when he was 6 years old. He said he saw a shooting star and “wished for you ... and you fell in Texas.” He would say "I loved you before I knowd you.". These stories are a part of a mythology they shared with each other.
September 12, 1993 is the day they remember officially getting together and have since celebrated as their anniversary. April 1, 1994 was the day Ryn moved in with Paul. On January 9, 2001 they went to the court house and did a "common law marriage." They were together 27 years.
In March of 1998, they bought a home together. It was a dome on the eastern edge of the Palmer Divide by Peyton. They had been looking at houses 6 months before and saw the dome but it was not for sale. 6 months later, Ryn had a dream about them buying the dome. When they went to look again, they found that it was for sale and the rest is history.
Paul stood beside Ryn when she was battling cancer and she claims she is only alive today because of the love he gave her. Paul truly loved Ryn unconditionally throughout his life.
On the day Paul passed, she whispered and asked Paul to give her the privilege of being with him when he would pass. Close to midnight that night, the nurse came into the room to examine Paul. Ryn recalls that He's Gone, a Grateful Dead song had just started playing. The nurse told Ryn that he thought Paul might be about to take his last breath. He told Ryn to tell him it was alright and that she would be ok. Mimi their dog was on the bed with him when he took his last breath and the chorus of the song was playing, "nothing’s going to bring him back." The doctor came into the room and put his stethoscope on Paul's chest. He then looked up and said he's gone. Again, echoing the doctor, the song chorus came on, "He's gone, nothing’s going to bring him back." For Ryn it was a beautiful passing.
Paul’s favorite song was "It Must Have Been the Roses," by the Grateful Dead. Ryn honored Paul and played it while she said her goodbyes.
Rest in peace Paul, “that path is for your steps alone,” you were loved by many.
He's Gone, Grateful Dead
It Must have been the Roses, Grateful Dead
Paul worked at the Pinery Water District for 47 years. Here is the video the Pinery crew created to celebrate his career.
Paul’s First (and only!) Fourteener
I talked my brothers, Paul and Stan, in hiking up one of the easier Fourteeners, Mt Bierstadt. Niether of them were in very good shape nor into hiking but they were game for giving it a try. The summmit of Bierstadt is only a few miles and 2600’. Not too much but at that time, pretty much straight up.
It was a beautiful day. I led the way and would come back and check on them. Giving them a little encouragement – “it’s not that much more”. I know they were grumbling to each other about how hard it was, at altitude, carrying extra weight, and going straight up.
But we all made it! The views are gorgeous. When we got to the top, an old high school friend of Paul’s was already there. Boy, was he surprised to see Paul on top of a fourteener!
What goes up has to come down. So, after hanging out awhile, it was time to head down. Back at camp, Paul had some aches and pains for sure but I think he felt pretty good for what he accomplished. I think that was the end of his hiking experiences though!
I remember going with Paul to Listen Up to look at stereo equipment back in the early 80’s. While we were there we saw the MCM 1900’s sitting in the show room. When the guy came to see if he could help I asked how much for those speakers. He casually said $5k. I turned to Paul and said, “You can afford that.” He quickly answered back, “Ya I can.” The guy from Listen Up didn’t take us serious but he went ahead and put on the remaster of Dark Side of the Moon figuring he would give us a taste of what they could do. Before we walked out Paul had a quote for the speakers, 3 amps, a receiver and the crossover needed to split the power of the amps between the bass, midrange and tweeter speakers.
When we got back to the house at the Pinery we realized the door wasn’t wide enough to get the bass speakers in. By the next day we had cut out the old door jam and replaced it with a new wider door. When the guys from Listen Up delivered the speakers he looked in the room Paul was going to use and laughed saying, “It is going to be like wearing a giant pair of headphones.”
Later I helped Paul build a couple of stands for the speakers out in the backyard. We lived in the middle of field so we would haul the speakers in and out whenever we had a party. One time a cop came down before anybody had arrived. We saw him coming and turned down the stereo. When he pulled up he said, “I’m not sure if I have the right place but I had a noise complaint.” Seeing me and Paul and the house being a quarter mile or more from the nearest house, he was questioning whether he did indeed had the right place. We told him no problem, he raised his eyebrows, smiled and then left. Later when the party did start, we never saw him or anyone else. Maybe it had to do with “which way the wind blows.”
Music was everything to Paul. He simply wanted to hear it loud like the band was there with him.
When I lived with Paul at the Pinery, I owned a Subaru that needed a new clutch. I was working night shift so I was asleep most of the day. Paul wakes me up and says “Let’s put the clutch in, I have the motor out.” I laughed and asked how he got the motor out. He told me he reached down, grabbed onto it and lifted it out. He was serious. Sure enough he had the motor out. He was the strongest person I knew when he was young.
Where do I start? There are so many fun memories I have of my time being with Paul. I would always laugh as he would become frustrated with a situation and start voicing his displeasure. As he saw me laughing he would soon realize how silly his bitching was that he would eventually smile and start laughing as well.