Terrell James Harris

Terry and I go back to grad school at Northwestern. We had many discussions, and traded many ideas, over the years about practical mathematical solutions to business problems. I always enjoyed our interactions and I shall miss him.

Terry was my friend. I miss him.

I met Terry back in 2017 training in hope gym. Was an amazing gym heart of a lion. You will be truly missed brother- Nigel

I meet Terry in 2004 when I relocated to Chicago from Johannesburg. We were both selling Inventory Optimisation and Terry very kindly agreed to meet me in is Office on the 36th floor 8 Michigan Ave south. Terry immediately offered to assist me and suggested we go hunting buffalo together in building our businesses. As a result we became great friends and both Judy and Terry invited my wife and myself to every Thanksgiving for the time we lived in Chicago. Terry was one of the smartest people I have known and was always willing to discuss business challenges and offered sound and helpful advice. The success I had while working in the US was largely due to his guidance. We will certainly miss Terry and his generous friendship

Terry and I were best friends (along with Jim Slinkard) growing up in Arlington Hts, IL in the early to mid 50's. Not long after our initial reunion on 2/26/2024 Terry told me about his health prognosis. I sent him the following story. It summarizes how immensely important Terry was to me. I miss him dearly. I will only add one line to our story, "even after death, true friendship knows no bounds."

Terry & Gary Story

Once upon a time in a small town surrounded by golden corn fields, two twelve-year-old boys named Terry and Gary were inseparable. From dawn till dusk, they spent their days frolicking in the neighborhood pool, riding bikes, fantasizing about girls, and dreaming about the future. Laughter and adventure defined their childhood, and their bond was stronger than anything.

But one summer afternoon, Gary's father got a job offer in another state, and Gary's family had to move away. With heavy hearts, the two boys promised to write letters and stay in touch. Unfortunately, as time went by, the letters grew less frequent until they eventually stopped altogether. Life, with its twists and turns, led Terry and Gary on different paths.

Seventy years passed, and both men lived full, rich lives. Yet, deep down, each held cherished memories of their childhood friendship. One day, Gary stumbled upon an old photo of him and Terry in the attic. The sight of their youthful grins sparked a desire to reconnect. Through the marvels of modern technology and a bit of help from the lord, he found Terry's email address.

With trembling hands, Gary wrote an email to Terry. He wasn't sure if Terry would remember him or even want to reconnect. To his delight, just a few days later, a return message appeared from Terry in his inbox. Terry remembered everything-the adventures, the laughter, the friendship. He, too, had always wondered about his old friend.

Arrangements were made for a reunion. When the day finally arrived, two 82-year-old men stood facing each other at a nearby eatery. As if no time had passed at all, their faces lit up with recognition and joy. They embraced, feeling the weight of decades melt away. At that moment, they were once again those twelve-year-old boys, ready for another adventure.

They spent the afternoon reminiscing, catching up on their lives apart, and making new plans for the days ahead. From discussing the latest prime number results to enjoying quiet dinners with their wives, Terry and Gary's friendship was reborn, stronger than ever.

Their story became a cherished tale of prevailing kinship, a testament to the enduring power of friendship and the magic of reconnecting with a kindred spirit. And so, Terry and Gary, once best friends, found that even after a lifetime apart, true friendship knows no bounds.

Terry was my best and greatest friend since 4th grade in Arlington Heights. He will be missed very much. God Bless and much love his family.

Susan and I have had a long friendship with Terry Harris and his wife, Judy. We met and became good friends in the early 1960's during our shared years at the U of I and have remained close for over 60 years. Judy was Susan's roommate for a time at the U of I and Don shared a campus apartment with Terry for two years. We double-dated often with Terry and Judy and both couples married during the Summer of 1964. We continued to meet socially in Chicago while we lived in Illinois and stayed in contact long-distance when we lived in other parts of the U.S. We traded visits often after we resettled in Ohio in the 1970's and later in Virginia in the late 90's. Throughout the over 60 years of friendship we shared with Terry, we followed his successes in his career, his wide-ranging interests in sailing, sports cars, skiing, and wrestling, and enjoyed his sense of humor and love of life. During our visits with Terry and Judy over the years we often engaged in deep discussions over politics and life in general. We witnessed Terry's strong bond of love with Judy over the years and we now share in her deep sense of loss in his passing. We will miss him greatly. Don and Susan Jakob