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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Hey Mister,
I am not the eloquent one with words, but you will forever be a staple in what Whistler means to me, fun loving, spirited, vulnerable, sharing and caring adventurer! Always good for a giggle from the Citta’s, to Nesters, to bun wagon and grooming Days. Not least of all the opening day, “did the Paul brothers get it again?” and when you stole my friend Heather’s heart and shared the nieces and nephews with us. A piece of you will always be here with us. Love ya CK
Haha! Whipping Shitties! ~ I forgot about that! ❤️