The Nugget Newspaper - News and Opinion from Sisters, Oregon

This is Paul Janssen’s story. It is one of honesty, gentleness, and a love for his family and community. Born to Pastor Emil C. Janssen and Alfrieda (Monke) in St. Louis, Missouri on May 11th, 1936, he was raised in the Midwest where he developed a strong work ethic and an empathetic mind. He graduated from Washington University in Chemical Engineering.

Paul married Judith Diane Meierhoff in 1958, and they fell in love with mountains on a driving trip to Colorado. They had three children Jill (Bob), Rachel (Gary), and Robb (Ginger) and five grandchildren Ridge and Rainier, Ella, Lily and Laela.

Paul worked for Monsanto Company and had a 35-year career helping make important products. His career led to various assignments; diverse locations in the states plus Brazil and Japan, from where he retired.

They then moved to their beloved Oregon, where they lived 30 plus years in the home that they designed and built at Black Butte Ranch. He had a strong desire for volunteerism like building homes with Habitat for Humanity. He remained well respected both professionally and personally. His faith and curiosity were strong throughout his life.

Paul’s interests were numerous, and he notably loved the outdoors, taking his family on camping, skiing, and sight-seeing trips. Close friendships were formed as they traveled worldwide. He was knowledgeable and well read. He always kept a history and a mystery book on his bedside table, and he loved collecting book series by authors. He had a passion for antique tool collecting and worked in his well-organized woodshop every chance he got. His love of classical music extended to his singing in the choir performing solos and duets. Paul had an artist’s eye.

Paul’s life ended on a high note having lived his entire life to the fullest with his time on earth well spent. His life was said to be a life very well lived which included being loved by his wife and his family, friends, and their dog Charlie. Memorial contributions could be to the Shepard of the Hills Lutheran Church Endowment Fund or Seed to Table Sisters.

His smile will be missed, but his story continues.