Saturday, August 26, 2017
When you said something to Terry, he listened... and he heard... and he'd reply to me with a wisdom that would instantly humble me, often leaving me without words to respond with. He wasn't afraid to share profoundly personal examples of things he'd been through if he thought it would help my current situation. That always got me. That's the reason I'd cry right now. That and because there's no more Terry do to things with wood any longer. Beyond tragic. He was so real l often thought, How can someone be that good? Seriously though, how? Yes, I celebrate Terry's life. And I celebrate his quick and painless exit in a way that few understand. The "Cadillac Death", as a wise matriarch recently put it. But his death? No; his death, our loss, brings me nothing but sadness and sorrow. Chris, Matt, Christopher - my heart is torn apart, and is with you. Love you guys. The laughter you're all so easily capable of... will heal.
