Paul Ian Piccio
January 27, 1974 – January 5, 2020
Paul Ian Piccio, 45, of Las Vegas passed away January 5, 2020 as a result of a long battle with colorectal cancer. His family was by his side when he drifted off to be with the Lord. Paul was born on January 27, 1974 in Negros Occidental, Bacolod City Philippines, to Leah Barney and Edgardo Piccio. He graduated from the Al Collins Graphic Design School with a degree in Graphic Design in 1997.
Paul, also known as Tyler Corbin, grew up in Las Vegas and was truly gifted with talent. He started his love of art at an early age, winning local drawing contests for the city; eventually mastering graphic design and with the artistic mind fell in love with magic. He developed his own magic tricks and not only entertained everyone with his skills but also helped grow and continue the interest of magic through his videos.
Paul’s talents will also be remembered by his many artwork designs during his fight; with his greatest achievement and most special to him was honoring the 58 victims of the 1 October shooting and Golden Knights Stanley Cup run and gathering the community by having fans sign his framed art to give to Fleury. Sitting outside during all practices and games, gave him a purpose and became friends with many fans.
He is survived by his mother, Leah Barney; sisters, Farrah Piccio Sahakian and Crystal Barney Dirks; daughter Apple Kemnetz-Piccio, and his significant other, Britt Kemnetz.
A memorial will take place on January 25 at 11:00 a.m. at Palm Northwest Mortuary. Friends and family are welcome to attend and celebrate Paul “Tyler’s” life.
“I learned that there were two ways I could live my life: following my dreams or doing something else. Dreams aren't a matter of chance, but a matter of choice. When I dream, I believe I am rehearsing my future.” -- David Copperfield
- Leah Barney, Mother
- Apple Kemnetz-Piccio, Daughter
- Farrah Piccio Sahakian, Sister
- Crystal Barney Dirks, Sister
- Britt Kemnetz, Significant Other
- Memorial Service Saturday, January 25, 2020
Paul Ian Piccio
January 24, 2020
It kills me that I won’t be able to make it to your memorial. I met Ian on a trip to Las Vegas with my friend when I was in High School. Ian was full of life, and had this crazy contagious fortitude. I knew right away we’d be friends. I live in Cali so I only saw him a handful of times but I really feel like a big part of my life is missing now. We’d watch movies together over the phone or he’d explain all of his magic tricks to me and send me videos so I could give him pointers. He never took my advice on the background music though lol. This was back when you had to buy calling cards from the store for long distance. My mom would get mad at me for the bill and he’d tell her to calm down. Haha. I miss all of the quirky things about him but mostly miss his laugh. I tried to get him to stop smoking and he’d just quote some damn movie line that I wish I could remember now, just so I’d laugh and change the subject. He told me about the Philippines, what he learned, endured and how misunderstood he felt sometimes. He talked for hours about his sisters and how much he loved them, how Gma taught him to sew and helped him with Lucky Lids. I miss forgetting that you have no sense of smell and having to describe smells like flowers and dog poop when you tracked it in the house. Lol. I miss your killer dance moves. I miss eating cookies with you and real Philly cheesesteaks. I miss arguing about football and religion. You were a true friend to me when I didn’t have anyone. We talked every single day for over 12 years. Even when we didn’t talk as much anymore we knew we were there for one another. He got me through some of the most painful times of my life and I hope I was able to get him through some of his. Rest In Peace.
January 18, 2020
Paul, I'm thankful to have been able to connect with you before your passing. Will be missing our laughs together. Say hi to my sister Cathy, Bruce and Elvis for me. Farewell, buddy.
January 13, 2020
My heart absolutely is saddened to hear of such a talented & beautiful soul has left us all. Paul all the memories we all shared on the farm still makes me smile. We were all a little family that needed each other's support. From there moment you introduced yourself we were friends. Convincing the boss to get us all animals & you loving that crazy donkey! Watching Taylor chase goats. Oh the goats!! Chasing them down when they got loose 😂 hoping we wouldn't get into trouble. We all had a bound on the farm. You'll live forever in the memories & hearts of everyone. It's your turn to rest my friend. Leah, your son is an amazing soul.