Albert Eugene Toll

Albert Eugene Toll January 17, 1945 — July 8, 2026 In Remembrance of My Father Al Toll started his journey in this life in Pueblo, Colorado January 17, 1945. After 81 years filled with laughter, family, great loves, travel, and friends, he drew his last breath in Tucson, Arizona on July 8, 2026. Arizona and Colorado were where he was most at home. Even as life took him to other cities and states, ultimately Arizona was where his heart really thrived. 

His interests were primarily people-focused, from earning his undergraduate degree from the University of Arizona in Latin American Studies in 1969, to his lifelong love of helping friends and family, all the way to the end of his life. His is a story of generosity, creativity, and deep connections formed with the people who were lucky enough to cross his path. 

Al’s work ranged from entrepreneurial ventures to airline management to aviation IT consulting, which took him all over the world and alongside colleagues in Europe. One of my fondest memories as a kid was a field trip to the Frontier Airlines maintenance hangar at Stapleton International Airport in Denver. For a brief moment I was the cool kid with the cool parent who unlocked the possibility of my entire class sitting in a 737. (I also remember breaking one of the tray table latches…sorry to the mechanics.) The cool factor carried on into the non-airline world, too: our house was always stocked with cool snacks from Costco—back in the late 1980s/early1990s it seemed only business owners held Costco memberships. Once again, major cool points made possible courtesy of his entrepreneurial spirit and the business he started with his good friend Ron Ripps. 

He was a caring son, brother, father, devoted friend and confidant, and everoptimistic husband, marrying four times (!!) and always willing to start again. He was always ready with an easy smile, a good (really terrible eye-roll inducing) Dad joke, and quick to help in any crisis. He inherited his love of singing from his Mother Lucy—I can still hear him singing “Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes” to greet me. 

Al loved hiking, tennis, golf, walks to get coffee with friends and neighbors, and University of Arizona sports (all of them — he loved all the UA teams), the Denver Broncos, and watching basketball, golf, or tennis matches in person and on TV. During the COVID-19 pandemic, Al and his next door neighbor would sit outside and drink wine on opposite sides of their fence, socializing at a distance and making the best of quarantine. Al also enjoyed coffee on the front porch overlooking a park with another friend and colleague who lived nearby. 

His love of driving was another theme in his life. From motorcycles to cross country trips, Al Toll LOVED being on the road. There was not a drive that was too far for his taste. His sister Marilyn fondly recalls a seminal roadtrip in the early summer of 1964 where she and Al drove from Arizona to Illinois in her 1957 4 door V8 Plymouth, “fins and all.” 

He was preceded in death by his parents, C.A. Toll and Lucy M. Toll (DeVries), and his brother-in-law, James P. Hawley. He is survived by his beloved sister, Marilyn (Toll) Hawley of Tucson, AZ, and her children, Roger Hawley (Rose) of Jupiter, FL, and Debbie Hawley Atchison of Vail, AZ; his daughters, Tesha Toll (Blain Rau) of Elizabeth, CO, and Lisa Toll (Chris Schaich) of Mesa, AZ; his grandchildren, Mariah Music of Colorado, Zach Music (Romane) of Denver, CO; and his nieces, Kendra Curtis of Salem, OR, and Sarah Knight of Tucson, AZ; and great grand nieces Khloe, Olivia and great grand nephew Gabriel of Salem, OR. Beyond blood relatives he leaves behind some chosen family in the form of dear friends in Tucson who he would literally give the shirt off his back and the food out of his mouth. 

As our father’s friends are numerous and far scattered, we encourage all who knew and loved him to gather and celebrate your memories. He would have chosen a very nice, smooth tequila as the spirit with which to toast, but he would also want you to actually enjoy yourselves, so the family encourages you to toast with whatever you like. 

The family will hold a small, private ceremony to commit his remains back to the earth. Look for Al in the sunrises you watch from atop a nice hike, or along the beaches of Hawaii or Mexico as you sip a beverage — because that is certainly where you will feel his spirit, and where we know he would want to be.