Just spoke to Marg and The Dubber passed away 10 Sept., at home as he wanted. I was expecting this but I'm still in shock. He was one of the best friends I've ever had in my life. I don't know what else to say.
Just spoke to Marg and The Dubber passed away 10 Sept., at home as he wanted. I was expecting this but I'm still in shock. He was one of the best friends I've ever had in my life. I don't know what else to say.
John, I'm so sorry. I am so glad I got a chance to know him and spend some time with him. He is the kind of friend anyone would be lucky to have. I'm really glad he got to be at home with his family like he wanted to.
I wonder if some flowers or something from the people at Goodhunting would be appropriate at his service?
BKB
So sorry to hear this johnboy, even when It's expected it's hard to handle.
I only spoke to the old Dubber a couple of times by phone but he was sure a joy to speak with.
He will surely be missed here.
Take care, Captain
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A Government that pays people to do nothing destorys their willingness to do anything!
Barry, they are having a small service today so we probably missed that. I also feel like I should be doing something but I just don't know what. Think I'll have a pitcher or two of Rickard's Red (our favourite when we hit the bar) in memory of the old gaffer.
Never met T Dub, except here at GH, but he sounded like a heckuva nice guy.
My condolences and prayers go out to his family and friends.
Southern Gentleman
then I will do the same if I can find it at the liquor store his afternoon. If not, I'll hoist something!Originally Posted by johnboy
BKB
Condolences.. Sure enjoyed bantering with the old boy.. Godspeed old friend. You have a nice rest. I'll raise a glass.
If you turn a dog loose to hunt – you’d better to be ready to deal with what he trees.
Prayers and condolences to all his friends and family.
“ No kingdom can be secured otherwise than by arming the people. The possession of arms is the distinction between a freeman and a slave”
James Burg, An Enquiry into, Public Errors, Defects and Abuses 1775
Sad new for sure, he was a valued member here, we'll miss him.
The older I get, the better I was. I also forget my password and have to have Len reset it for me
Rest in peace dubber
He called me on the 6th and we had a long talk. He passed away 4 days later. After I spoke to him, I e-mailed Barry and told him I had the feeling Terry called to say good-bye. I can't describe how much I liked that guy and he's been on my mind every minute of every day since I heard he was fighting that cancer.
Johnboy ... how is Marg holding up? I'm not really sure I want to call her right now. I'm sure she has enough on her plate.
This is so sad ....
I think maybe you've already been lifting a few P-hole ... looks like you double-clutched.
Fixed it.
If anyone has Bucky's cell phone number, I'm sure he'd want to know. I don't think I have it.
BKB
I was just starting to text him.
Edit: Text sent...
Edit again ... just got a response from Bucky ... he got the message.
Sad news for sure & though I never met him in person I could tell by the twinkle in his eye, which was evident in nearly every picture he posted, that he had a great sense of humor.
Prayers to his family & friends.
Man this hurts!!! Love ya "DUBBER"
Sad news and sorry to hear this. I'm sure he is in a lot less pain now and that does give me some comfort anyway.
I'm glad his battle is over and he is at peace now. Condolences to those of you that had the pleasure of knowing him personally. I will raise a glass tonight.
Damn, that's some sad news my friends. I'll miss him but know he's not gone, just in a better place.
If we all threw our problems in a pile, and you saw everyone else's problems-- you'd take yours back.
Man, this really hurts. I'm so sorry to see him go. My condolences and prayers go out to his family, and friends.
Hard to wrap my head around it, but one thing is for sure....Cancer SUCKS.
Rest in peace, Terry. We'll see you again on the other side.
Very sad news. My prayers and sympathy to his family and those of you here who were close to him.
"Never try to fight an Old Dude. If you win, there's no glory; if you lose, your reputation is shot."
This is so sad. Good bye, Terry; you may gone but not forgotten.
Tough news. Godspeed my friend.
Sunny, I don't know if you remember this or not, but in the "old days" ol' Dubber and I were here playing around late one night. Some new gal named Cheri dropped in for the first time and it was "game on"! We played around with you, did a lot of "flirting" and general fun-type messing around and it was just the three of us here fooling around until the wee hours of the morning (well, for this East coaster anyway). That was a LONG time ago ...
Yeah, those were the days when "imposters" were always messin' with us. Helen was a "left coaster" and always on late, so that's why we thought she was foolin' around with us. I forgot about Wild Thang ... I remember the moniker ... just don't remember who she was.
Oh yeah! THAT Wild Thang! Ummmm, yeah, she was wild alright! (and that's all I'll say about that!)
(guess I forgot she dropped in here)
Godspeed Whiskey Jack.
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"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro." Raoul Duke
I just got in from camp. It's been a hard week, but just physically. Got Jim and Larke's texts and calls, and haven't stopped crying since.
I have met a ton of you guys. Some of you don't realize it, but you are my best friends. I know, that is crazy, cause I know it's not reciprocal, but you are. Larke has done me more favors than a man should do. Jim is there when I need someone. Barry was the first guy I called (not even my wife) when I got fired in 1997.
But Terry was...........just a great guy, a NICE GUY, and a friend. I talked to him and tried to get him to let me drive 4,800 frigging miles to see him, when I found out about this. He'd have none of it. No way he wanted to make a big deal of it. But I was ready to go. I've gone through this multiple times with family members. It's not easy. The ONLY DANG good thing about cancer is that it lets you sort of prepare. But you can't really.
I spent a week (or whatever it was) in Terry's house. Complete unknown, loudmouth Southern idiot, and he let me in. Took me fishing. Smiled at my foibles, and bragged on my fish. Did it again the next year.
I left him at the Edmonton Airport on September 10, 2011........Jim and Barry flew through Tulsa on one plane, Bob to Iowa, and me on another. Jim and Barry had a 'raghead happening' (sorry for the comment, deal with it). I remember getting to Little Rock at 10:25 p.m. on 09/10/11, and it was still 100 degrees. I didn't get to sleep till 1:00 a.m. Next day, all heck broke loose. Terry is indelibly etched in my memory for many reasons, but that was one.
I remember leaving Little Rock and it was 111 F. Then sitting on his deck in Stony Plains and at dark (about midnight or some danged weird time!!!!!) and the wind blowing through that big cedar tree and it was about 63 or so. I almost bought property there at that time. He was so good to us. Fishing with him in his boat, digging worms out of his crazy wormbed next to his house (newspaper, is that what he used??), injecting air into them with a syringe, of all things...
I remember looking on the wall of his garage as we were getting the boat out (the cars didn't fit, the boat did!!!), and asking "Terry what are those?".....and he said "Those are my retirement indicators. When I retire, I'm going to strap those on the top of my Jeep, and drive south. When I stop for gas and someone asks "What the **&& are those????", then I'm going to retire there".
They were snowshoes.
I know he didn't share my political philosophy. But he never argued with me. He never said an unkind word to me. Not once. He hinted a few times, in a jovial manner, the way only he could do. But he never got mad at me, like most folks do. Not once. Not even once.
And he still has my needle nose pliers. The ones I couldn't bring home because of the "new" airport rules that night. We emailed a few times about those, and he joked I'd have to come get them.
I hope you get to use them forever, Terry. I hope you're taking the hooks out of 30 lb. walleyes, wherever you are.
I will miss you terribly.
WARNING - Due to the rising costs of ammunition, warning shots will no longer be given.
That was a nice post, Bill. I've been thinking about the Dubber quite a bit since he left. The more I think about him, the more things I remember about him. How nice he was for no other reason than just to be nice and caring. He sent me all kinds of emails when I had been thru some rough spots in life. He was a true friend. I hope his service was packed full of people who knew how kind he was.
If we all threw our problems in a pile, and you saw everyone else's problems-- you'd take yours back.
Yep Bucky ... I got home in the wee hours of 9/11 and had the day off to recuperate. I woke up to the Twin Towers coverage and was glued to the tv the rest of the day. I remember ALL transportation was shut down and getting ANYWHERE was next to impossible ... I think even the borders were closed. I kept thinking if we'd all stayed one extra day, ol' Terry and Marg would have had a house full of "Yanks" for quite some time.
You left your needle-nosed pliers on his boat ... I left my favorite fishing hat. It was a running joke with us ... he REFUSED to send me my hat and always told me the only way I'd get it back was to come back up and go fishing with him again, then he'd let me have it.
Eight years and two months later I was in the hospital and came out of a coma ... that hat was sitting on my bed when I awoke. Lynn said Terry had sent it along with a small package of other odds and ends. There was a note for her to make sure I got that hat! Now it's sitting right here on a shelf next to my desk. I'd like to wear it if I ever go fishing again, but I'm a bit torn ... I'd hate to risk losing it.
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