Paul T. Howell, born November 2, 1954, in Terre Haute, Indiana, left this world peacefully on August 22, 2026, at home with his lifelong love, Ginnie, and his best friends, Colleen and Derek, by his side. The beloved son of the late Harry “Red” and Phyllis Howell, Paul leaves behind a lifetime of memories, laughter, stories, and probably a few opinions that nobody will soon forget.

Paul grew up in Plainfield and graduated from Plainfield High School. He began his career at Conrail, working in several departments and picking up the kind of skills that eventually made him the person everyone called when something needed fixing. He later spent ten years as Maintenance Supervisor at The Country Club of Indianapolis, where his know-how and willingness to tackle just about anything made him a valuable part of the team.

Never one to sit still for too long, Paul later jumped into the world of technology, teaching himself more about computers and eventually starting his own handyman business. He had a knack for figuring things out—and a very simple philosophy about it: “If I can’t fix it, it ain’t broke!” That pretty much sums up Paul.

Paul loved music and was always happiest when he could share it with the people around him. And when it came to music, Paul didn’t just listen—he could really put on a show, especially when Joe Cocker karaoke was involved. He enjoyed fishing with friends, cheering on the Colts, and, perhaps most importantly, cooking for the people he loved. He had a way of turning a meal into an event and a gathering into a good time. His little dog, Junior, was never far from his side. We can only hope that somewhere beyond this life, Paul was met at the pearly gates by his old buddy Harley, probably with a tail wagging and a little bit of trouble waiting for him.

Paul was quick-witted, sarcastic, and had a sense of humor that could catch you completely off guard. He loved to make people laugh and was often the one keeping a gathering lively. He could tease you one minute and be the first person there to help you the next. He was also known by two fitting nicknames: “Mr. Wonderful” and “Handsome.” Whether those names were bestowed upon him by people who loved him dearly or were titles he happily accepted for himself, Paul wore them both well. Beneath all the sarcasm was a genuinely generous and caring man who was always willing to lend a hand, fix something that was broken, or simply show up when someone needed him.

Paul’s greatest legacy is the family and friends who will continue telling his stories for years to come. He is survived by his daughters, April Davis, Lisa Steele, and Liberty Harris; his brother, Jim; his sister, Diana Durling; and his five beloved grandchildren, along with countless friends and others whose lives he touched.

Paul was preceded in death by his parents, Harry “Red” and Phyllis Howell, and we like to think they were there to welcome him home—although knowing Paul, he probably had a few things to say about the accommodations.

Paul lived life in his own way, with plenty of laughter, good music, good food, a helping hand, and just enough sarcasm to keep everyone on their toes. He will be deeply missed, greatly loved, and remembered with a smile.

In lieu of flowers, the family asks that donations be made to St. Jude’s or your favorite animal shelter, two causes that would be fitting ways to honor Paul’s generous heart and his love of animals.

Please join family for a celebration of life September 27, 2026 from 12-3pm at the Plainfield Eagles Lodge.

5556 US-40, Plainfield, IN 46168