Terry L. Dean

I met Terry when I was 16 years old when I went on an interview for the video stores...oh what an interview...LOL. After having to wake him up from the office couch, he told me I was hired without asking any questions. This is when our friendship started. Terry was an amazing person who made you laugh even when you were down. I will miss having him just waking into my house every morning during the week and make himself a cup of coffee and sit down to talk or take it to go if he was...

My husband had the opportunity to stay at Terry´s parents house while going to Oshkosh. So sorry for your loss

Please accept our sincerest condolences on the loss of such an important member of your family from the members of the Westhill Boys Lacrosse Program.

Terry had as big a sense of humor as his heart. He gave me a guitar made for Ted Nugent and said I was the professional who had done the most for him. Several years later, I was moving to Montana and wanted to return the guitar so he could pass it on to someone else. He seriously asked if the envelope containing $400 was still taped to the back of the guitar like when he gave it to me. I am sure he has a half smoked cigar and Manhattan in his hand looking down and saying how great life is....

Did not know Terry very well but got to know him pretty Good ,great guy sold my 57 for me ,he will be miss greatly. So sorry we will not be able to be there to say our condolences to the family.

I want to send my deepest condolences. We all had some great times growing up and I have the fondest memories of it all. I am sure everyone will be Blessed by having Terry in their lives. Going to Bear Lake with Grandma and Grandpa to Aunt Toot´s and Uncle Emil´s house was always the best time ever. I have thought of these times often and told my kids, Kelley and Eric of them. Pam I had the pleasure of meeting you years ago when Terry brought you to the house when I was there with Grandma...

I will never forget how Terrt accepted me and shared his knowledge with me. We shared many a fishing trips and I was proud to be his friend. I will always remember that frosty September morning that we fished the big Manistee River and still brag about that King I caught to this day. Rest easy my friend, love you like a brother and I will miss you tremendously. Pam, may God hold you in his hands and give you comfort in the days and months ahead. He has welcomed Terry into his heavenly...