Joe and Mary Husar
Our condonences to Jill and the rest of Terry’s family. Terry may have left us early but his memory will live on in us for along time.
I attended my very first “blues concert” back in 1971 because of Terry. BB King was the main act playing down at what was the site of the Milwaukee Gun Club. He said to me, “we gotta go!”. We were just very young teenagers digging the music. We both played guitar back then. From that day forward it was guitars, blues, and rock n roll! I will be forever grateful for his soft spoken kindness. Terence I really miss you…. James
I worked at Educators Credit Union and had the priviledge of having Terry as my boss. He was always kind and fair in all of his judgements. His door was never closed to anyone. To Jill, he spoke of you so often and always with love and affection. I thought it was neat how he loved and treated his rabbit as one would their pet dog. It greives my heart to know of the pain that his loss is causing and will continue to do. Know that my prayers will forever be before the Lord for his amazing healing power. Love and God Bless!!!
So many years and fond memories of watching Terry play his music and his guitar. He and Those X-Cleavers were such a big influence on me with my own music and band. Always ready to lend a hand or do a show together in support of the local music scene. It is such a shame and I am sad with a void in my heart for an old friend. I will always remember Terry’s smile and kindness along with his talent. I am thankful that he is no longer suffering. Rest in peace.
Pauline (MerkeL) Dorsan
I worked with Terry at 1812 Overture Records and Tapes oh so many years ago. We all shared in the passion and fun that was the music scene back then. I remember Terry as having a great sense of humor and a love for music and life. My thoughts and prayers are with you, Terry, and with your family.
Today I think of you both with fondness. It has been a pleassure to have been apart of Terry’s care with Dr. Maul and our whole team. Terry always remained very courageous fighting the battle with his desease. Never did he complaine or show expression of sorrowness. He always stayed possitive and hopefull. It is a shame that someone like him had to leave us all to soon. Jill I believe that God place’s people on earth just to help carry a loved ones burden as you have done. Terry was very fortunate to have you to see him through until his last hours here on earth. I’m sorry for your broken heart. Peace, Prayers and Blessings to you and your family.
It is so hard to put into words what Terry has meant to me.
I have had the absolute privilege to have been his friend and sound man these past 28 years. I owe everything to him. His kindness, wisdom, his amazing musicianship cannot be replaced.
There just has to be a heaven because this man deserves to be there!
There are so many gigs and bands we shared between the X-Cleavers to King Solomon, I wish I could live them all again with him. He made every moment special.
At the end of every gig he would say into the mic for all to hear, just three words that will now haunt me forever…. Thank you, Jonny…. no,
Thank You Terry!
I love you, brother. I hope we see each other again.
NatalieGarza (e/o: SeismicEnterprise@gmail.co
I have just found that Terry, my old college buddy from UWM passed away in 2011. Though I lost touch after moving away in 1985, I had a feeling in 2011 urging me to try & track him down. Every time I drove by a 50’s-style Diner I’d think about him… tempted to mail him a postcard of it,
but alas, I held back, not wanting to disrupt a relationship he might’ve been in. Now I wish I had, because whether I was feeling a vibe or responding to his, at least he’d have known that he was valued and remembered. I recall him & Scott (the painter) Tom, Barb Waltz and I headin’ out to party in the summertime. And detecting that cloud in his eye that he hadn’t even noticed, but had to have surgically removed.
I rememer, onced at dawn, unable to sleep, going to his place’n tossing pebbles at his window til he’d wake up’n come out ‘n play!
I remember going to is gigs, walking home after school, Scott passing out on his front lawn after a hard night of partying, but Terry abstaining cuz he was allergic to beer/alcohol. Even riding on the handlebars of his bike as we tore down the hill together, unsue if we’d go flyin’ off any second and go air-borne — good times. He took me to see Bruce Springsteen live, and to Chicago to party in a chauffered limo (he’d won a the contest while working at 1812 Overture). I remembered you, Terry, my good buddy, ‘n cool friend. I remember all the fun times. I heard your vibe across the country — sorry I didn’t respond while you were still with us, my friend. Blessings to your mom BettyTerry for always being so sweet to me when I popped by for a visit.
You were there for answers and helped guide me through my training. I will never forget what you taught me and I will always remember the 3 F’s. I thank you so much for your wisdom and compassion. You are deeply missed by us all.