Terry Van Valkenburgh

Dear Uncle Terry, you will be so very missed. I have the fondest memories of visiting you and Aunt Karla growing up. You would pick us up wt SLC airport in your big van and always have dinner in your warm cozy home ready to greet us. We would play football in the front yard and go bowling at night. We would watch NFL and cheer on the Vikings, of course! We also always rooted for the Jazz unless they were playing the Lakers :) You and Aunt Karla took such great care of us on our visits. You made your place a home away from home for us. When my family relocated to Utah in 2020, I found comfort in knowing you were just down the street. My kids got to know you a little better whether it was going to Cash and Cope´s football game with you and Aunt Karla or checking out Clifford the snake in your basement or celebrating my Dad´s 70th birthday all together. It makes me so happy that we got to spend quality family time together during that year we lived so close. I feel so lucky to be your niece and I find peace in knowing you were greeted in Heaven by my Dad upon passing, along with our dearly departed Uncle Bill. We will miss you so much. You raised a beautiful family, Uncle Terry. Job well done. Rest in Peace. We love you.

My Uncle Terry was always the very strong one and big brother to my mom (Donna). I would love to go and visit when I was young to see my grandpa (who lived with him and his family), Uncle Terry, Aunt Karla and my cousins. He taught me how to do a hook shot when I was 16 and during one visit we went to an ice cream parlor and he let me get a huge dish called "the Earthquake!" Uncle Terry was always a pillar of strength to me. I love him and will miss him. What an excellent example of what a family man looks like.

He took care of me when I was little, we had Thanksgiving in Danville I remember the good times. We all used to dance to the monkeys band.

In high school, I was a freshman and Terry was a senior, always trying to live up to him; Track star, Latin club member, all around great guy. He gave me the nickname of "Moose" because I had physically tackled the gym teacher. That nickname stuck with me throughout high school and beyond. whenever he called me that, he would have a huge smile on his face. I knew it was a term of endearment just from him.

Grief can be so hard, but our special memories help us cope. Remembering you and your loved one today and always.

My Dad was always there for us. Whether we needed a place to live or other support in life he was there. I will never forget his kindness and guidance throughout my life. I love you Dad and I know you´re looking down upon us with Turk and your parents. Rest in peace.