Terry Grant
1949 – 2011
Terry loved his wife Diane more than anything on this earth. She made him a better man, the very best version of himself. They were partners in business and partners in life. They ate well and drank even better. If you never saw the two of them dance, then you’ve never seen true love in motion.
Terry raised two kids, Marlena and Rylend. They’re great people because of him. A fact that was never stated enough. Terry laughed uncontrollably when Marlena would mistakenly say “cuticle chord” instead of “umbilical chord,” or when she asked her mother if she’d like to get her bath towels “mammogramed.” He made sure his son had a healthy distaste for commies, hippies and radicals. Terry never let Rylend have a pocketknife because he was afraid his son would cut his leg off.
The light of Terry’s life was little Gracy Mae. He was her “Tapoppie.” They’re the only two that need know exactly what that meant. Just know that it was very special to him. The two enjoyed debating politics and matters of state. He always said that though she’s was only twelve, Gracy quite obviously had a better handle on things than most of the adults in his life.
Terry was comforted that his children found great partners themselves. He never laughed harder than when his son came home one day and was forced to admit that he had, for the first time in his life, met someone smarter than him. Terry loved his daughter-in-law Jessie from then on. Terry gained a son-in-law, Gary, by way of a business transaction. Terry’s bar required use of a water line located on Gary’s adjacent property. After weeks of intense negotiation, the deal was dead in the water… until Terry agreed to hand over his daughter Marlena. Terry and Gary fiercely debated who got the better end of the deal right up until the end.
Terry never believed that the word “family” meant you had to be blood kin. He believed that family, blood or not, where those who were there for you day in day out, come rain or shine, come hell or high water. The patrons of Terry’s 19th Hole were family. They looked out for him and his and he tried very hard each and every day to adequately return the favor.
Terry was a proud, decorated Vietnam veteran. He was a pretty damn good golfer (some of the time). He watched Fox News. He drank gin. When he lost a bet, he often tried to pay with Canadian money. He was easily one of the best guys to ever walk the planet. He’ll be dearly missed.