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Paul E. Nowland III

December 26, 1958 - February 24, 2017


Paul E. Nowland III, age 58, of Wilmington, DE, passed away on Friday, February 24, 2017.

Born in Wilmington, DE on December 26, 1958, he was the son of the late Paul E. Nowland, Jr. and Sue Ann (Mead) Nowland.

In his earlier years, Paul was a Boy Scout with Troop 94 and proudly became an Eagle Scout. He was a graduate of Wilmington College, where he made the Dean’s List all four years. Paul was known throughout DE and NJ as a news and sports broadcaster with various radio stations. After leaving his broadcasting career, he was employeed by Amtrak as an assignment clerk until his passing.

Paul enjoyed coaching baseball for the past 10 years and was an avid Orioles and Flyers fan. He looked forward to visiting casinos with his girlfriend or spending time with many of his childhood friends to play board games.

Paul is survived by his sister, Betty Nowland-Hurlock; niece and caregiver during his cancer treatments, Melanie Hurlock; beloved great niece, Haley; and his girlfriend of 8 years, Lynda Desouza.

All services and interment will be private. For additional information, please text or call Betty at 302-743-3657. In honor of Paul, those who will be attending are asked to wear Orioles or Flyers clothing.

In lieu of flowers, memorial contributions may be made to the Helen F. Graham Cancer Center, c/o Christiana Care, P.O. Box 1668, Wilmington, DE 19899.


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11 Condolences for Paul E. Nowland III

  • To my dear friend Melanie & Betty & Haley I’m so sorry for your loss! My thoughts and prayers are with you❤️ Love you guys

  • This doesn’t seem real, I wish it was a dream and we could hold just wake up and this not still have happened to us! He what’s a very special man to a lot of people especially myself! He always treated me with the utmost respect no matter what! I’m definitely going to miss him along with next football season that’s something him and I both look forward to together and every Wednesday evening! One thing for sure he doesn’t have to suffer any longe.. With that rest in peace Uncle Paul gone but never forgotten

  • There are people in this world who are big. Paul, was definitely one of those. I remember more than once, playing street hockey with Paul, and I would collide with that immovable object, and I would swear I just hit a brick wall. Paul was a presence no matter where he went. I would just line-up behind Paul and he would lead us to our seats, through that packed crowd at Orioles Park at Camden Yards.

    But Paul E Nowland III, was more than big, Paul was a giant. A giant of a man. A giant, because he always knew the right thing to do, and he always did, just that. A giant who did not shirk responsibilities, or obligations, especially if they were bigger than he. Paul was not one to pause should a circumstance demand action, like stepping up to take responsibility for a child, alone and without hope. Like stepping up to lend first-aid and comfort at the scene of an accident. Like stepping up to be a true lifetime friend.

    Paul knew what was important in life. He was not one to value things. Rather, Paul valued humanity, and life. And most importantly he valued friendship and others. While some would step on and over others, Paul would be stopping to acknowledge and assist, a value ingrained by Paul Jr. and Sue.
    This giant accomplished so much. So much more than most. Not so visible to some, but brilliant and clear to those who knew him best. Paul was truly, Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful, Friendly, Courteous, Kind, Obedient, Cheerful, Thrifty, Brave, Clean and Reverent.

    I will continue to line up, behind Paul. Because he knew the way, undaunted through the crowd of humanity and the human condition. A giant of a man, A giant of a friend.

    God Bless You Paul, and God Speed.

  • I knew it would be hard to say goodbye to you my love. I love you and miss you. You went out on your own terms. You always told me you did not want to die suffering in a hospital and you didn’t. You beat the house. You went to the other side peacefully in your sleep the way you wanted to go. In your beach front sanctuary. I hold on to that comfort knowing your suffering was not prolonged. You were loved and you will be missed by me by your friends and family. Rest in peace my love.


  • Such a nice man. I always enjoyed his visits to the pharmacy where we talked of his many interests especially the Baltimore Orioles. He always cared when I was taking an Amtrak trip as well. He will be sadly missed. I did not know he was an Eagle Scout but I’m sure he is flying high on his Eagles’ wings looking over his loved ones now. God Bless. May you rest in peace Mr. Nowland.

  • Betty I just wanted to express my deepest sympathy in the loss of your brother. He was a very nice man.
    Melanie and Haley the loss of an Uncle like your Uncle Paul is very hard. You had a wonderful relationship with him and he thought the world of both of you. He will be sadly missed for many years to come. Take care and God Bless all who are grieving.

  • My sincere condolences to the friends and family of Paul Nowland.

    During my years of serving as Local Chairman for the Conductors and Asst. Conductors in Zone 8 at Amtrak, I had many conversations and interactions with Paul. I found him to always be fair, considerate and a true professional.

    May you find peace in the knowledge Paul is receiving his reward in heaven, and was a good man, respected by all.


    R. Dennis Jacobs
    Local Chairman- Retired
    UTU Local 1525
    Amtrak Zone 8
    Galesburg, Illinois

  • I met Paul during the Fall of 1975 when we were freshman at Wilmington College. We were both avid sports fans – Paul always loving the Flyers and Orioles. We went to numerous games together. I spent several evenings each year having dinner with Paul, his parents and his sister. I am struck with an emptiness knowing that a sincere, authentic man who measured up to the term “friend” in every way is gone. Paul had unique and endearing expressions. He would always greet me with, “Well how are you doing, my friend”. The memories are rich and I’m grateful that I got to know him. The last time we got together was about 5 years ago at a local diner for breakfast. Paul indicated to me that he was most excited that his life was filling him with special relationships and new responsibilities. He seemed content and that is the memory that will stay with me. To his sister, niece, family and loved ones, I offer my sincerest condolences. I will pray for Paul’s soul and for his peace. A kind man and a kind friend who will be dearly missed. May perpetual light always shine upon him and may his soul always rest in peace. Ed Slentz.

  • To say something about a friend one person who you known for most of your life it’s hard or is it easy? You see some things do come easy like the many times you spent playing games and fighting over rules of that game the game you usually lost because the person in which you argued with was right . You see Paul did know the rules and he did like to play but he played to win. You see here is the hard part you see we don’t get that chance that chance to argue about these rules,these rules aren’t written in the rules of any game. You see we don’t know how to play this game we don’t know how to follow these rules so we just keep playing and hope we’re playing by the right rules and maybe just maybe we win. You see I think we do win we’ve have that chance in life to win win with the knowledge we get to spend the time with those who are winners like Paul you see he touched a lot of us in so many ways a brother a uncle a friend. You see we’re all winners just for knowing Paul. Bud take care you will be missed yes missed but never never forgotten

  • I met Paul in the mid ’80’s, when we were both on the radio. I’m proud to say that we stayed friends over 30 years later.
    I have plenty of great times to remember him by. Like the time we went to Pittsburgh to watch his Orioles play, or the time we went to Maryland to watch wrestling, and wore those Groucho Marx glasses. Then there was the countless hours playing his favorite board game—–Strat-o-Matic baseball!! He was so good at that game, I swear he must have invented it!
    But I think what I’m going to miss the most is hearing him say those four words that ended every conversation we would have——-“Take Care My Friend”