Ryan Kent Tripp

Ryan and I became acquainted many years ago when we organized a Fall Ball season for our slow-pitch softball tournament teams. We also began hosting casual scrimmage games on Saturdays for extra practice. Ryan was part of organizing the first Slam BBQ fundraiser at Junction Pub which is still going 12 years later. But what I think about first when I think about Ryan is how when our ball league had its first special retreat for Coaches to get together and talk about the values of our league and where we were going. Ryan had to work that day but he made a point of rushing to the meeting to make sure the values of keeping our league a home for Rookies/Newbies was at the forefront of our discussions. He wanted to make sure WESA was a home for those who need one. ... That is what I think about when I think of Ryan.

Ryan, you were as kind as you were deeply funny and smart; generous with a listening ear and with what you shared in turn. We've lost a truly good one.

I worked with Ryan in North Vancouver, and I was so incredibly sadden to hear he had passed. Ryan was such a wonderful person - so kind, and a great sense of humour. I am so grateful our paths crossed for a few years, and I got to know him. To his family and partner, I am so sorry for your loss. Life is so incredibly unfair at times. I hope you are able to find comfort in each other and your memories of Ryan. He made this world a better place. Rest in peace, friend.

It's hard to find words that truly illustrate how incredibly cruel life can be, when it takes people from this world who brought so much into it. I met Ryan as a colleague, but he was also a mentor. For every bias, for every prejudice, for every kneejerk reaction, he would thoughtfully and supportively confront it - as a friend, a co-worker, and despite how he would have seen himself, as a leader. He was not a cheerleader, he was somebody who knew that as a person, you could do better and be better; and that it came with no judgment, just that it came with gently challenging you and helping you see other perspectives. It was balanced so well with his humour, and you just knew that anything that Ryan said came from a place of genuine caring. Thank you for the light you provided, thank you for your guidance, for your presence, for your humour, for your empathy, -- and and and. I could go on. Thank you Ryan. I miss you.

This is the message I sent my friend Ryan. I feel so grateful that throughout all the pain he was in, he acknowledged it. I am forever grateful. 🥹

Hello my friend. I want to let you know how much you have impacted my life in Vancouver. You brought me to my 1st ball terni in Seattle. You coached me in WESA, and you always make me feel like family.
We have had so much fun together.
I love always when you have rooted me on behind the dug out to hit a home run.

You have always been a role model for me and a great friend.
I love you very much.

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I met Ryan at work in 2016 or 2017, and he was light in a dark place. No matter what, Ryan refused to be bitter or jaded and he had nothing but kindness for everyone around him. He was thoughtful and supportive and caring- towards his colleagues and the people we served. Ryan and I had a lot in common and were as different as two people could possibly be. I adored him, and he lives in my heart, no matter where his body is laid to rest. I don't really have words to describe how much of a positive influence Ryan has been in my life. I hadn't seen Ryan in about 18 months because I moved away for a different job, and I regret not being able to squeeze his hand and share a silly joke one more time. I don't think I have any pictures of us to add to the tribute, but in my mind, I can replay a hundred moments where his grin made the world a better place.
YOU made the world a better place Ryan, and I hope you know that the love you sent out into the world will continue on in the hearts of all of us that you touched (pun intended my friend).
Sending love to all the people who love you <3
Stephanie

Ryan, I never met you but I new Peter before he was born. Our families were neighbours & Peter's sister was my best friend for a few decades. Peter, even though we are both in Vancouver now, I wish I had met Ryan but it was not to be. I know how in love you were with each other. You, his family & friends are in my heart & thoughts. Cherish all your memories.

By a chance situation I met Ryan over 30 years ago when we were both just wee ones when I went to his West End apartment as he was hosting a house party. Throughout those three decades he and I moved in the same, similar, and or many different circles. But always within the same orbits of friends and such. One says that life is like a train car with people constantly moving through the cars, sometimes just passing through and never seeing the same people in the car again, or always being in the same set of cars. Ryan was always on the same train as me so he was ever present somewhere woven into my tapestry of life. More recently, I was thrilled to be drafted by him onto his softball team in the West End Slo-pitch Association. Twas a fabulous experience to finally play ball with him under his guidance, leadership, and of course friendship. So happy and very fortunate to have had the chance to be friends all these many years. Super special and so well respected, regarded, and loved by so many. Heartfelt condolences to you Peter, and to Ryan's entire family and circle of friends.

I went to high school with Ryan and he was a year younger than me but a good friend to my friend group, I knew him as a caring person who I felt I knew better through facebook. years later in life. I followed his love story and zest for life with his partner and the fun he and Peter had through baseball. and travel. I loved seeing his photos with Leah and the travel you gentleman did to play ball and for fun. Cancer took another bright light too young, but his memory and kindness should be a lesson for us all, be a Ryan in a world of selfish folks. Even his career was one of giving. May he rest in peace and I hope his family and friends are able to be thankful for the fun times you spent together.

I met Ryan in 2007 during the finals of the WESA season.. I had injured myself during a game against his team and while waiting for the paramedics to arrive, he knelt down and held my hand to comfort me. After the paramedics came, and cut off my shorts to transfer me to the stretcher, Ryan was later heard asking with that cheeky grin, “was it ok that I thought that was hot?” He was a sincere, compassionate man.. and he never missed the chance to bring out his wit…

Ryan's sense of humour, the way his grin and mischievous smile would light up a room will be missed. The trajectory of many lives took a more positive course through the work he did and his interactions. He was that pebble whose influence is like ripples on the water.
Condolences to Pete and the family.

I had meet Ryan at Puerto Vallarta México in Feb 2023, at a bote trip to an island, I'm a super shy, very quiet, resting bitch face person. Once say that, when a person have the braveness to come to me and say "Hi", automatically have all my respect, because that's something that I will never do (sober). We talk a lot, and Ryan without know it, helped me A LOT to get less anxious, and feel more comfortable at the trip. Where ever he is right now, I'm sure that he will make friends very easily like he did that day with me. I only feel guilty for not trying harder to meet him again, and I'll wait very patiently to have the chance to talk with him again.

Sincere condolences to Peter and to Ryan’s entire family.
Beautifully written tribute. He sounds like such an amazing person and we know how much happiness he brought you, Peter. Wish we could have spent some time with the two of you.
Thinking of you as you navigate through this incredibly difficult time.
Teresa