Harry Frishman 

10-15-1942 to 1-19-1981

Born October 15, 1942, in Pasadena, California, Harry Frishman moved to Jackson Hole in 1965. He worked for the ski patrol at the Jackson Hole Ski Area and became an Exum mountain guide in the late 1960s. He married his wife Libby, who was also a climber, in Katmandu, Nepal in 1972.

Between 1972 and 1979 he worked for Outward Bound in Colorado and New Mexico and led several trips to the Himalayas. Frishman, was a mainstay of the Jackson Hole community of skiers, kayakers, and climbers.
Just prior to his death, Frishman had recently returned from an unsuccessful attempt on China’s 24,950-foot Minya Konka with Yvon Chouinard, Rick Ridgeway and Kim Schmitz.

Harry died in a fall while climbing the Northwest Couloir of the Middle Teton with friend Mark Whiton on January 19, 1981. He is buried in the Elliott Cemetery, Wilson, Wyoming.

Frishman was fond of a poem  by Scottish climber, Tom Patey, the last four lines of which follow:
“Live it up, fill your pep, drown your sorrow,
And sew your wild oats while ye may,
For the toothless old tykes of tomorrow,
Were the tigers of yesterday.”

At the time of his death 38-year-old Exum mountain guide and Jackson Hole ski patrolman was survived by his wife, Libby, his three-year-old son, Jackson, and a 12-year-old son, Cullen, by a previous marriage.
Frishman was also survived by his father, Andrew Jackson Frishman of Aspen, Colorado, his mother, Madeleine of Newport Beach, California, and his brother Jackson Frishman of Wilson.