Terry J. Krall

I’M SURE SOME IN MY FAMILY FELT A SENSE OF DREAD WHEN THEY SEE ME COME UP HERE WITH PAGES IN MY HAND THINKING OH BOY HERE WE GO. WELL THEY’RE RIGHT. UNFORTUNATELY THERE WILL BE NO HALF TIME OR 7TH INNING STRETCH DURING THIS ONE. I WILL TRY TO GET THROUGH THIS AS BEST I CAN.

FIRST ON BEHALF OF THE FAMILY LET ME THANK YOU ALL FOR COMING. THERE WILL BE TEARS BUT NONE OF US WANT THIS TO BE A SOMBER OCCASION BUT AN OPPORTUNITY TO REJOICE IN THE LIFE WE ARE HERE TO CELEBRATE.

I love Terry, and to me he will always be here.
Paul Anka wrote a song for Frank Sinatra called “My Way”. That could have been written for Terry. He wanted to do things his way and I think he did exactly that till the end. He also said that he really didn’t care for memories. He said that all that is in the past. I kind of think that is one of the things that we all own for keeps, forever.
I always envied Terry as a big brother. Some of the memories I have I’ll never forget --...

Terry was a terrific person. He was a good friend, had a fantastic sense of humor and was a man of great integrity.

His kindness made a huge difference in our lives, especially in recent years, for which we will always be grateful.

They don't make 'em like Terry anymore!
We will miss him deeply.

Our hearts, thoughts and prayers go out to Ronnie and the rest of the family.

Ken & Bea