Last Thurday we lost another one with roots deep in the Minnesota ski industry. At the young age of 18 Elliot passed away, and left behind a legacy that will live forever. Those of you who rode Hyland Hills frequently probably ran into him at some point in time, and had the chance to listen to his knowledge and be embraced by his warm smile. I'm so very blessed to not only call him my cousin, but also my dear friend. He's shreddin with the big guy in the sky now. Toss a front 4 next time you get a chance, that was his favorite trick. Ski in Peace, El. I'll see ya when I see ya.