Al Perlman

I was shocked to hear of Al's death and my sincere condolences to family and friends. Al and I go way back when we both were
in therapy. My last visit with him was a year ago when we attended a mutual friend's funeral. How delighted we were to see each other. He was such a great person to know and I will miss him.

Our great pleasure meeting Uncle Al was 12 years ago. We were a continent apart but enjoyed everything about him and his love, Rhoda. We are fortunate in knowing some of his family and now reading the entries from his friends it just reinforces that the love we felt for him was universal with everyone that came in contact with him. Miss you, Guy and Louanna McClung

When I was a kid I used to look forward to my Uncle Al's annual visits to Madison with more anticipation than I did my birthday. He always brought me the best presents ... elaborate contraptions rife with bells and whistles that took dozens of batteries to operate. When I was eight or so I wrote to my uncle that I had decided that being a spy/ secret agent would be my chosen career. Al wrote back to me in code with the key to the code under seperate cover. Uncles don't get much cooler than...

When I married into the Perlman family 25 years ago, I had no idea I was getting not only a husband but also an Uncle Al. I'd heard many stories about the wonderful relationship Al had fostered with my husband when he was growing up, and I was delighted to meet Al and Rhoda, first by long telephone calls and later in person. I then got to watch as Al fostered the same loving, wacky relationship with my own three little boys. I loved Al's enthusiasm and passion for life, and I quickly...

I met Al after I moved back to NY from out West. His niece and nephew and their kids always took me along on their jaunts with Al. He and I had both worked for antismoking organizations and shared a fascination with words. He was far more interested in my editorial work--and understood it better--than most. Mostly I was impressed by his love of the city--his city, the "Al tour"--and his family, embracing their friends as his family, too.

It was a shock and a moment of great sorrow to learn of Al's passing. I met Al in Miami Beach where we were stationed in 1942. We were separated soon after when we were shipped to different parts of the U.S. However, our friendship lasted over 60 years. He will be missed by all of us. To say the least Al was a "pearl" of a man.

I met Al aboout a year after his beloved wife, Rhoda, passed away. My wonderful husband, Norman, passed away about the same time. We became fast friends, shared our experiences, collaborated on crossword puzzles, and spoke at least once a day.When Al was well we spent many an evening at the theatre or dinner, or both. I shall miss you, Al, with all my heart.
Love,
Doris

I love Al.

His great spirit and enthusiasm will always be in my heart.

Al And I met when we both worked at the American Cancer Society where he was the most incredibly dynamic Chief Moderator of the Stop-Smoking clinics in New York City. The passion and love he gave to his stop-smoking program participants was truly remarkable! His incredible gift to communicate and reach people's hearts helped thousands quit smoking and thereby saved thousands of lives. Although Al...

I met Al when I was a kid at George Washington U. and he was a returning vet. We became instant pals, hung out in the Horn and Hardart in Manhattan, and remained close.He will be forever missed.