Remembering Terry on his birthday today, would have been 72. — with Terry with sister Daryl and Brad after a dive on the Jules Verne under sea lab

Terry was my best friend from 6th grade, when he moved into Greenwich, until 10th grade (for a while) when we just ran in different crowds. He was a GREAT guy! We played with bb guns together, went fishing, and swimming, and ate tons of Sealtest Ice Cream.  We both had a same first girl friend. The funniest story I'll ever remember was the day we were in the woods between our homes and he thought it would be a good idea for us to rub poison ivy on our faces to miss school. I passed on the plan. A day or two later he showed up at our front door. My mother answered, and stared blankly at him. She had no idea who is was as his face was so swollen. We laughed about that last year and he simply said, "What an idiot I was!" Nope. Just a crazy kid. In recent years we spoke often about the old days. While I knew he wasn't well... far from it... I didn't know he had passed. I miss him already!  God speed, Terry!  Love you, brother! Scott Fisher