He was a sweet guy. I bumped into him a couple times and he was always friendly, as if he knew me.
I overheard he and some buddies talk about his westie, and I started to inquire about the dog...
Thank you for posting those photos.
Terry
Much of my climbing experience here in the Red involves Terry. I will never forget how excited I was when Wes walked up to me and said, "Terry agreed that you're Team Suck material." I spent a lot of time proving myself by taking victory whippers and hurling jokes and teasing insults right back at Terry (and laughing when he out-witted me).
Then there came a time when Terry really tried my patience and instead of saying anything, I figured he was too narcissistic to listen. It turns out that I was wrong. When I finally got the audacity to say something, Terry surprised me with his receptivity to my thoughts and to where he should make changes. From there, we had a newfound respect for one another and grew to be really good friends. I trusted him quite a bit and regret that I will never get the chance to speak to him again.
The pictures Blake showed of Terry and "Woodie" was one of the last few times I got to climb with him. I had found a dead Woodrat so Terry had the novel idea of taking pictures and posting them here as a sick joke to prove how even he can make friends with nature. He just never quite figured out how to the URL tag - even after I spent 1.5 hours on the phone trying to teach him.
I miss you, Terry and wish very much that you were still here with us. Rest in peace, my friend.
Then there came a time when Terry really tried my patience and instead of saying anything, I figured he was too narcissistic to listen. It turns out that I was wrong. When I finally got the audacity to say something, Terry surprised me with his receptivity to my thoughts and to where he should make changes. From there, we had a newfound respect for one another and grew to be really good friends. I trusted him quite a bit and regret that I will never get the chance to speak to him again.
The pictures Blake showed of Terry and "Woodie" was one of the last few times I got to climb with him. I had found a dead Woodrat so Terry had the novel idea of taking pictures and posting them here as a sick joke to prove how even he can make friends with nature. He just never quite figured out how to the URL tag - even after I spent 1.5 hours on the phone trying to teach him.
I miss you, Terry and wish very much that you were still here with us. Rest in peace, my friend.
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He came in the shop a couple days after the Woodie pics were taken, showing everyone that would look and as usual had a very detailed story that made you feel like you were there. I called him Terry the Woodrat Whisper and he laughed that big huge laugh and added that to the end of his story for the rest of the day. Its those small everyday moments that I will miss the most. I could always count on him to bring a smile to my face and to be able to laugh at those that took him to serious.
I learned so much from Terry. Route development, climbing, to do the math, music, cars, life,beer, darts and so many other topics. His dedication to the area, community and the sport will never be matched or replaced.
You will be dearly missed and will always hold a place in my heart. I hope you have found what you were looking for.
I learned so much from Terry. Route development, climbing, to do the math, music, cars, life,beer, darts and so many other topics. His dedication to the area, community and the sport will never be matched or replaced.
You will be dearly missed and will always hold a place in my heart. I hope you have found what you were looking for.
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True that.RRO wrote:You will be dearly missed and will always hold a place in my heart. I hope you have found what you were looking for.
"Made out like a Bandit for so many years, what are you looking for.....
Trying to make it through but not be through.....
No one can touch you now....
You're invisible, you've got too many secrets
Bob Dylan said that, Or something like that...
Someday youll find everything your looking for."
Bandit--Neil Young
"My Shit is Fucked Up." --Warren Zevon and Terry Kindred.
It's impossible to not respect Terry for all the selfless contributions he continuously made to Red River Gorge climbing; His unwaivering motivation to educate climbers, his obsession with developing quality routes, and his passion to preserve climbing in Red River Gorge. His love for RRG climbing speaks for itself.
I just recently got to spend a good bit of time with him and feel thankful for that. We butted heads but, like Meadows' experience, I was surprised that he took no offense and actually welcomed healing dialogue...and grew from it. He was a self-healer and continuously tried to learn and better himself from his mistakes. He was a teacher and much is lost with his passing.
My deepest sympathy to his family and close friends.
Rest in peace, Terry.
I just recently got to spend a good bit of time with him and feel thankful for that. We butted heads but, like Meadows' experience, I was surprised that he took no offense and actually welcomed healing dialogue...and grew from it. He was a self-healer and continuously tried to learn and better himself from his mistakes. He was a teacher and much is lost with his passing.
My deepest sympathy to his family and close friends.
Rest in peace, Terry.
Does he have a strange bear claw like appendage protruding from his neck? He kep petting it.
Wow--
Didn't know Terry very well but ran into him several times at the Red as mentioned he was always there. I did know him well enough to see the passion and fire in his eyes and that he gave a lot of himself. In the sea of faces one encounters through climbing he was certainly one that stood out and will be remembered. Rest Peacefully Terry you were one of the good ones!
Didn't know Terry very well but ran into him several times at the Red as mentioned he was always there. I did know him well enough to see the passion and fire in his eyes and that he gave a lot of himself. In the sea of faces one encounters through climbing he was certainly one that stood out and will be remembered. Rest Peacefully Terry you were one of the good ones!
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