It still seems like yesterday! I think I will miss you forever! 

I still miss you, Terry. I think of you often. Lowell

I still often think, "I wish Terry was still here." I miss you Terry. You were the best of friends, always ready for another good time, always faithful to steer me straight when I was about to do something stupid. Lowell

I can't believe it's been 6 yrs since you left us! I miss our late nite chats! I miss having you in my life! I still can't believe that you are gone!  
   Thank you for being my long ago love and my forever friend! 
  Everyone should have a Terry Marsh in they're lives

Memories of the time we had in Greece and in Alaska are still strong. We often talk about our wonderful time in Fairbanks, which Terry made possible for us.
We are thankful to have known you, Terry, even for a short time...

5 years. Still incomprehensible sometimes. I feel your presence whenever I see the Big Dipper overhead, a Cessna flying above, a Harley going by or an old classic car cruising past. Your words come to my head often, never far from thought. It's crazy how much your grandson sounds like your son, you two would have gotten on well. I can only imagine what colorful nickname you would have come up with for him. He has your playful spirit at heart. I miss you terribly & look forward to when I get to see you in my dreams. I love you Dad. 

Terry, you are still dearly missed. I think about you and the fun things we've done often.

It's been 4 years since we lost you, Terry, and I still miss you. You were a terrific friend . . . in all seasons. Nobody has replaced you as my fishing buddy at minus 40 driving down the Chena in the Silver Bullet, or as my flying buddy (you were fearless), or as my Harley riding companion. You were always there, ready for another adventure, and I miss you a lot. Your old "dagget" friend, Lowell-osaurus-rex

Terry was a wonderful and the most kind person I ever known. I always cherish the memories of him. He is in my thoughts and very much missed......Love                                          Fatima from California

When I got up this morning I remembered, today is the day we lost Terry one year ago. It still doesn't seem possible and I still miss Terry so much. Whenever I see a lake or river I remember and miss my great fishing buddy; not to mention hunting buddy, Harley buddy, coffee drinking buddy, and just about anything else all-around true friend. Lowell-osaurus-rex (the old dagget) "EASY!"

We met Terry in Athens, Greece in 1999. He invited us to Alaska and we went in 2004. He showed us the beautiful country, drove us around for 2 weeks, so we could see the wonderful land he lived in. We will always remember our visit as an adventure and never forget the fun, giving, adventurous person he was. Fly Terry...

your dad was with me when I met my wife he came to Minnesota twice and saw us. We had a lot of great times in Fairbanks and up at the hot springs. What a friend fun and crazy times spent with the Caveman. you will be missed my friend. Hunk (Wayne & Polly)

I will miss your infectious laugh and the twinkle in your beautifull eyes!! GOD saw you getting tired and called you home! RIP my friend! Sending prayer for your family! We will all be together again!

Terry .....
My friend, my nieghbor, my co-worker, hunting partner, travel partner, schoolmate and there was more much more....there was genuine and there was real, uncommon and ever present with him. Adventure.... yes he loved them flying, building, creating, discovering and if you were with him you weren't in it to watch..... It was going to be thrilling and you were going to have one hand on the throttle and the other on your pulse! When it was done you would count your limbs and say, " Wow! That was fun let's do it again!" Then you did...or as was also common with Terry he would show that uncanny restraint and say, "Nah...I think once is enough". Then we would both laugh knowing he was right. See, if you had the courage, Terry knew how to take it to the edge and then also get you safely back to firm ground. We did and he did, respectfully so. You didn't so much join Terry in an adventure, (and I say with kindness and fondness) you lived it!...with him. We lived many together, tough...? yep...some, but most by far were thrilling, exciting, and spirited. Terry made it so...,he could squeeze the juice out of life and hand it to you with that grin of his...,as if it were a cool glass of lemonade on a hot afternoon. ThanksTerry, for sharing a positive, thrilling and spirited outlook on life. I always liked shaking your hand, you could feel the life pulsing in it and you always came away feeling like you had a hold of that spirit of yours for just a moment. Good memories....just the thing a man needs in later years, but that handshake...., I'll miss that.
With Love my friend,
and Fond wishes of comfort to you Betty, Tanya, Chris, and Jim.
Don Fairbanks

Lowell and I hadn't heard from Terry in weeks and that wasn't the norm. Lowell had been trying to phone him and we began to worry. Yesterday we got the sad news. We left Fairbanks in 1997 for aging parents and work-related reasons but now we’re coming back soon as we sell our home here in Illinois. Terry called us often to check on how things were going and he and Lowell were making plans for when we are back. We were excited about meeting up with Terry at Thorne Bay and he was going to take us out for some fishing and show us the sites. Alaska won’t be the same without Terry. We loved him, he was a special friend, and I thank God for bringing Terry into our lives and our hearts. - Karen

Everybody should have a best friend. Most people are fortunate enough to have one best friend but God blessed me with two best friends and Terry was one of them. When it was 40 degrees below zero in Fairbanks and I said to Terry, “Let’s go fishing,” Terry would look at me with that stern face and gruff voice and say, “Let’s go, Young Buck!” No hesitation. It didn’t matter if I was asking him to go to church with me, fly to Circle Hot Springs, or go driving down the Chena River in the little Toyota Celica, which he coined “the Silver Bullet,” in January when it was 40 below to auger a hole through the ice to fish at the confluence of the Chena and Tanana Rivers, Terry was game to go. Terry was a true friend and I will miss him a lot. I love you, Terry. - Lowell

I can hear him now," how the heck are you, any how?" We sat through a solid year of A&P mechanic's school as class mates. (The old Don Berry School of Fraud at TVCC.)
Terry built houses, cars, airplanes, motorcycles, engines. He would loosen bolts with a twist and a wiggle of the fingers that left me amazed and wondering that anybody else would have wasted time looking for a wrench. A common compliment was that he could fix anything.
When his house burned down, he rebuilt it again, in the same spot. When it burned again, he built it again, in the same spot. When faced with adversity, he would hitch up his belt and wade right in. Life threw him some tough curve balls, granted, but he never stopped swinging.
It must be ten or more years since we last met up, but there would be occasional telephone calls to catch up and someone in our web of friends always seemed to know what and where he was doing. It is shocking and disheartening to hear that this wonderful soul is no longer living with us, but at the same time I believe that his spirit will be with us always.
And!,....up there in above the clouds, where it is always warm, the air is perfect for flying and the engines never drip oil, St. Peter just had his hand shaken like never before to the sound of a wonderful baritone "How the heck are you, any how?....I'll miss you good sir. Rest well and with peace.

Remembering a young, good looking boy - a school friend from Dale Road... a long time ago, and then, the twists and turns of life, an unexpected meeting not so long ago.  My thoughts are with your family.

Life is like flying a plane... It has ups and downs, smooth and rough patches, with moments of fear, sadness and happiness. Life brings tears, smiles and memories. The tears dry, the smiles come and go, but the memories last forever. Terry, keeping you in my prayers and may you rest in peace. With Love, Alzbeta

Dad, May your floats be on the water and the fish ever at your hook. I love you. ~Tanya

Terry's loss has filled me with so many memories and gratitudes: from our many high school escapades to life on the Navy's most beautiful Isle of Midway, to building our first home together, and especially our two lovely children Tanya and Chris. Throughout it all, he had such a sense of adventure, fun, and open-heartedness and he never wavered from that his whole life. He was a friend to all and I will miss his presence.   Rest peacefully Terry, love Gloria