Paul Johnson Calderon, a high school classmate, had fallen off my radar in the years since we’d graduated. The very little I knew about him was pieced together via Facebook—that he had at one point been a Vogue fashion assistant, that he was a bow-tie entrepreneur. I vaguely remembered he had been featured as a New York socialite in High Society, a CW reality show, but hadn’t had television at the time.
I was aware of Paul as many people were aware of him: as a bon vivant, someone gregarious, generous and charming. His Facebook page was full of playful selfies, with Paul in a bowtie, rings and [...]