Yo Al, first met you through my brother Ian, maybe mid late 90’s, we skied a lot together back then, chasing the pow, chuffin dubes and darts, waiting in lift lines, showing me the goods! going to the store to get some lettuce or cantaloupe or bananas or something ha! Haven’t talked or skied together in awhile but fuck man , love you bud! Good memories! Cabin trips on that shitty sled , it was my buddies Tool’s, artic cat -wild cat with the back rest, how many times you hit fisheye roller🤷, all I can say right now. Is the wall still red in your place , I painted that. Sending love to you and family 💥 from ours.
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On Thursday June 10th, 2021, in the twelfth round of a ten year match, just before the ding of the bell, Al Paul packed up his big heart, stubborn soul, radiant smile, crossed the ropes, and walked away from his battle with brain cancer.
Al left the world the way he lived in it, on his own terms and with his wife and son by his side. “Armed with will, and determination and grace too.”
He is neck deep in powder now, or shooting the round of his life with any angel lucky enough to join him.
Al wanted everyone to know that life is beautiful, worth every adventure you
say yes to, and a perfect day can be as large as a long walk up a mountain or as simple as a movie day on the couch with the people you love. Also (and he really can’t stress this enough): He was the best skier on the mountain.
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It’s still “Raphael Red”, RT! Love you.