Gotta butt into this one. Yes, he drank raw goat's...and cow's milk. And also ate their cheeses. Paavo was a dear personal friend of mine. A fabulous guy, very honest. He helped get a lot of folks off the SAD dietary...including me. Like Terry Fry, he did an awful lot of good for a great many people...who otherwise might have continued to lead sick and sorrier lives. Paavo and I eventually disagreed severely over his dietary beliefs (especially as I became familiar with Natural Hygienic principles), but he stuck to what he believed, often changing his position radically...if convinced by someone's arguments that he was wrong. He was NOT a hippocrite. He advocated his lacto vegetarianism...and he lived it. T.C. came pretty close in his commentary, but, where Paavo at least practiced what he preached, I unfortunately can't say that much for poor Terry...who I also knew, but not as well as Paavo. Paavo was an extremely talented fellow. An accomplished professional artist and musician, both. He was from Finland, coming to the states via Germany, Sweden, Canada and, sometimes, Mexico. In Sweden, he was converted to Mormonism, and that got him his passage to Canada. His artwork was brilliant and bought high prices in both Europe and over here. He worked for years as a professional performing musician in Scandinavia, all the while studying "alternative" nutrition in order to, hopefully, recover his own poor health. He almost died in World War II on the Russian front. Although he obviously recovered enough to go on, his metabolism was always askew. He couldn't keep a decent body temperature without avoiding drafts and dressing warmly...one reason you'd never see him, even in warm weather, without his hat or a coat. Also a prime reason for his settling in Arizona...and frequently going deep into Mexico during the winters to find both warmth and solitude...and to do his prolific writing in the peaceful surroundings down there. Unknown to most folks, he had a history of cardiovascular incidents over his entire adult life and had a sort of premonition he might check out earlier than he wanted. In 1976 I helped cover for him when he had one of these scary attacks, bringing him his daily rations of Cranberry juice and other items he felt were needed to accelerate his recovery. And recover, he did. His personal life was a living hell. Like T.C., he was a workaholic, and like Fry, he also had significant marriage difficulties, being married to the same lady (the mother of his children) twice. He should never have married her the second time (both his and my opinion). He became a living wreck in short order, the second time around...and the divorce was a first order disaster. It was during the throes of that final divorce that his heart began to fail again, and when I was luckily nearby to help out. Fortunately, some years later, he met a charming gal, much younger, whom he married. It was beautiful. What a change in him. He designed and built a large home north of Phoenix, Arizona, which was more like a magnificent art gallery. His colorful paintings were hung on every wall. She almost worshipped him...and I never saw him so happy as he was those last years with her. He died a far happier fellow than he had been most of his adult life. His life ended on a serene evening walk with her not far from their home. Sadly, I never really got to know her (I was living abroad when they married, and then in California, so only got to see him on visits to Arizona), but it was obvious how much they meant to each other. He allowed that the raw dietary had much going for it...but, he pointed out that he doubted many people could really stick to it, since no known cultures advocated completely cookless eating. He had, as one of his oft touted "Airola Principles," the belief that infrequent "sinning" (dietary) was actually good, since it sharpened the defense mechanism against diseases. I didn't agree with him on that one, but he really believed it was an important consideration for good health maintenance. He felt that entirely raw eating might be dangerous, especially, since he didn't think anyone could stick with it exclusively...and if they did digress...it could be traumatic enough a shock to the system to do some permanent damage. In any event, his opinions were mostly derived from his world wide travel experiences and first hand studies of long-lived peoples and what they ate...and how they lived. His beliefs were the consequence of his rigid pragmatism. He was impressed by the hardiness of the dairy using centenarians of the Caucasus area, so he gladly included their yogurt and other dairy items in his recommended dietary. Needless to say, being a thoroughbred Finn, he was probably already biased in the dairy direction anyway, since their heavy dairy consumption is well known. He admitted that Finish males had very short life spans, but obviously wasn't ready to admit that heavy dairy consumption might have something to do with this, preferring to chalk it up to the consequences of poor genetic breeding. Anyway, knowing him for so long and so well, I feel obligated to make sure the record doesn't get improperly colored by something T.C. Fry might have speculated about Paavo's early demise, since Terry knew Paavo only through his writings, rather than personally. Ric