I remember meeting Terry throughout my childhood when I’d have the pleasure of seeing Rosa and Ilan. He was such a fun spirited human who had so much to talk about and so many jokes to make. Although he is no longer with us, I hope to meet him again and will always carry my memories of him wherever I go! Sending love to all of you.
Terry and Aparna were an intimate part of my graduate life at Cambridge. Terry was a warm, affectionate, and wry presence; never overbearing and always easy to be with and talk to. He had a dry sense of humour which would be matched by a low laugh and that lovely twinkle in his blue blue eyes. He was completely enamoured of Aparna and thats how I always thought of them as Terryaparna. He taught us all poker, in his inimitable patient way and we built up several yoghourt containers worth of pennies. to bet with. And I taught poker to my children and whenever we play, there is a Terry story to tell. Heavens a better place with Terry there;
May you rest in peace. Om Shanti ☮️
Cannot claim to know him at all, may have met him once during his term in India. BUT I have known Aparna and her family for more than fifty years and got to really love them. Terry's picture reflects all the qualities attributed to him -pleasant, warm, bright and handsome. One cannot really share the pain that his loss has caused to the family but I do hope and pray that they have within them the strength to find peace of mind.
My first meeting with Terry was not with the man but with his shoes. One morning when I woke up and looked at the front door of our flat in London’s Riverside Drive, I saw a large pair of shoes just inside the door. As I was wondering whose they could be, I saw a tall, handsome young man emerge out of the guest room and was introduced to my future son in law- Terry!
When we asked Aparna why Terry? (this was before we knew him at all) she said he was such a Hunko! To my generation of Indians this was an unknown word which needed explanation. And what she offered was actually a very correct description of Terry- that he was a tall, well built, handsome young man who was also brilliant to boot. What mattered to us as parents was not only that he was a Hunko but an extremely well mannered, considerate, well-educated and well-spoken young man, with a good future. We could not have found a better son-in-law had we searched for him ourselves.
Every time we went to Canada to stay with Aparna and Terry he drove us on marvelous trips to see the various lovely parts of Canada – Niagara Falls of course, but drives though the national parks, the lake district in the north and many many other places. We also visited Lac La Biche where Terry spent his childhood summers and had a great
time with his parents Tom and Anette who we had met earlier at Aparna and Terry’s wedding. Terry always looked after us so well, and our times with him will remain cherished memories.
Terry was a simple, affectionate, unostentatious person and one memory that always moves me is that when Rosa was born and we were taking her first photos, wrapped in an heirloom shawl, Terry felt that he needed to mark this as a special occasion, and he actually dressed up in a suit and tie for the photo. Those who knew Terry, and that he hated formal clothes, and was always dressed casually, will realise what a special gesture this was!
Now only such memories remain and the man who occasioned these reminiscences is gone. But only physically. He will be forever in our hearts, minds, and memories.