I remember how good a footballer Terry was when we played in the same team, Tacket Street Boys' Brigade Old Boys'(TSBBOB), in the late 1960s. I was goalkeeper. Terry was always so enthusiastic and friendly. Although I didn't meet him after that time Terry has always been thought about over the years as one of the Tacket Street family. My condolences, and from TSBBOB too, to Terry's family and friends.

In our world there are people who absorb light. And there are people from whom the light comes. Thank you Terry for your light and warmth… And people.

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there; I did not die. We will always remember you, Terry. Thank you for being a part of our life.

Dearest Terry, thank you for the fun, laughter and friendship over the years. Such special memories! Always in my thoughts, forever in my heart xx

Thank you for setting up this memorial to Terry. We hope that you find it a positive experience developing the site and that it becomes a place of comfort and inspiration for you to visit whenever you want or need to.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.