Carl Bozwell Shulman

Carl was our good neighbor for many years when he and his wife Barbara lived in Ithaca, NY. He was an easy going and gracious presence, generally soft spoken, but when he said something, you really wanted to listen closely, because what he said was often thought-provoking, insightful, or funny, or all the above. His delightful intellect was shining through, and you didn´t want to miss it! He had the glow of someone who enjoyed living and exceled at the things he enjoyed most. This was his...

Carl and I were friends from our freshman year at Penn through graduation. He was loyal, a history buff and bridge aficionado. Beta was my stop-off point on Friday afternoon on my way back to DEKE. Loved the cold beer from the refer that housed a keg and outside tap. We lost contact many decades ago, wish I had known he was in Taos, skied there several times in the 90s. Our condolences to his family, the Betas and all who had the fortune to know Carl and laugh the night away. RIP Buddy. Dick...

I knew Carl from our playing together on the Penn football team. My condolences and peace to Carl and his family and friends. -Greg Zych [email protected]

I last saw Carl in 2017 at a 50th reunion of sorts for the Beta house at Penn. We had a few wonderful nights of reminiscing and catching up. Amazingly, it seemed that we shared so many views on the issues of the day. Even more amazingly, we both discussed how our lives had gravitated to careers that suited us perfectly. I was glad to learn that he spent his life teaching people how to have fun and enjoy life...because years earlier he had made my life happier and more enjoyable when we...

I am Carl's friend and fraternity brother from Penn and shared many sessions with him as we learned the complexities of our major in Bridge. We shared a love for football and played some rugby as well. The last time I saw Carl was 2017, the 50th Anniversary of our college lodging being closed. If you knew Carl you love and admire him. He used his Ivy League education well teaching myriads of folks to ski... can't beat that! Say hello to Father Wooglin for us Carl!

Very sorry to learn that Carl is gone. Carl was my favorite ski instructor at TSV. He was so much fun to ski with.

A gentleman, an athlete, a welcoming and key member of the Taos community. He will be missed by us, and by so many others.

As energetic, capable and accomplished as Carl was, he was never competitive. In fact, he seemed more concerned that the people around him felt safe and exhilarated than he was with his own experience. In the many years we knew Carl, we were never more impressed with his constitution than we were those last three years since his diagnosis. He was optimistic, patient and enduring beyond belief. He never lost his sense of humor or interest in life, right up until his last breath. He and...

The mountain lately seemed a measure less, without Carl physically present. (His spirit, however, could already be felt to linger.) He was easy to spot from the lift, skiing in his graceful and unmistakable style. Whenever I ran into him on the mountain, I liked to ask where he had been that morning, which always seemed to have involved a hike (before a.m. lessons) to test conditions on some far-flung aspect of the Ridge. Here's to you Carl, and a rugged sporting life well-lived.