Hall was just a young boy the last time I saw him.  He was already friendly, kind, and full of life way back then!  

Darwin & Jolene, it breaks my heart to learn that he passed away and to think about what you are going through.  You are both in my thoughts & prayers! 

💔 Deva Cupp

I met Hall in Guatemala.  I called him Alex there, as he wanted to make his name easiervto pronounce for Spanish speakers.  I was 19 and traveling alone for the first time.  He sat near me in school for our daily Spanish lessons and seemed so friendly and jovial with everyone,  so one day during break, I followed him to a cafe and said Hi, I'm in your school...he immediately recognized me for the lost puppy I was and scooped me under his wing.  He had me moved over to Gloria and Rodolfo's home stay and introduced me to the wonderful group of other solo travelers from all over the world.  We all had such a fun month together studying, cooking, and enjoying Antigua.  Of course Alex knew EVERYONE in that city, all the secret spots and always was taking me along to some ridiculous and usually hilarious exclusive rendezvous.  He even invited me to travel to Semuc Champey with him & his friend John for an unforgettable adventure.  Hall was so smart and driven and encouraged me to change my college major to something I was passionate about, and to always stay open to learning more, more, more.  This was 15 years ago and he made certain to stay in touch ever since, whether with  phone calls or taking the subway for hours to meet me wherever I was in NYC or through the many exciting postcards from exotic places sent to my childhood home that my whole family remembers him for.  Hall had a big heart, and he made sure to make room in it for everyone he met.  My sincere condolences to his beloved family and friends whom he treasured and admired so effusively.   Rest easy, Hall, you are are badass.

I have lots of stories about Hall, but not nearly as many as I wish I had, and could still have in the future.  I met him in NYC through a friend, and he was the kind of person that instantly became a lifelong friend.  Not the type of person that just latches on, but the type that every time you see or hear from them, it puts a smile on your face.  I didn't spend nearly as much time with Hall as I wish I could have, but every time I was fortunate to see him was a great time.  He brought not only positive energy and good vibes to every room, but interesting and thought provoking conversation- there was never a dull moment when Hall was around.  Like many fortunate others, he would send me postcards from his travels, which I always cherished and will especially now.  He always thought of his friends, even when he was a world away, and that is something special.  I was always elated when one of his postcards would be delivered- and he was a great writer/storyteller which made them all the better.  I will cherish all of my memories of Hall for the rest of my life, and look forward to sharing them and hearing other's at the celebration of his life.  I can't imagine there will ever be a group of better people together than those who Hall considered good friends and those who got to call him one of theirs.

Hall attended my applied field school for the Ch'orti' Maya of Honduras in 2011.  He was quite the character and life of the party.  His analysis of Ch'orti' business potential was witty, funny, and right on target.  He and I stayed in touch afterwards.  We always looked forward to seeing each other, including his buds and dogs at 'the pad'.  One of a kind and I'll miss him deeply until we all reunite at the big pad in the sky.  I'm sorry I can't make the memorial because I'll be flying back from a conference in New Mexico that evening.

I studied abroad with Hall in Italy in 2006. Almost 10 years later, Hall came to visit me whilst living in Florence with his lovely mother, Jolene. She took us to eat my first and only bistecca fiorentina. 

She encouraged me to flirt with our cute waiter that night at dinner. I ended up dating him for a while. Hall rode my crappy bicycle around the piazza. And he came again to visit me just a few years after that, this time in Rome. 

He sent me postcards. He was just such a kind and gentle friend. One of the last messages he sent me was asking about coming to visit me in New York. 

I told him to come visit me whenever and wherever. 

I’ll miss you forever, Hall. 

Jolene, I’ve been thinking about you daily and sad to hear about your son, Hall. My thoughts and prayers are with you, Darwin, family and all of Hall’s friends.   Please don’t hesitate to reach out. 

My sincere condolences, 

Beth

What a profoundly benevolent spirit this man has- so far as I can tell, not an ounce of conceit or ill-intent in him.  His presence in my life is an absolute blessing. We love you so much, Hall!

I'm heartbroken to learn of the passing of my friend, Hall, and I send my sincerest condolences to all his family and friends.  I've met a lot of people in this world, but I'm not sure I've ever met anyone as classy, witty, smart, and funny as Hall Alexander. He was truly a one of a kind and one of my best friends at KU. I'll always cherish the times we shared together playing pool and listening to LCD Soundsystem.

Until we meet again on the other side, my friend. Cheers to cheers 🍻 

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