James “Jim” L. Terry
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James “Jim” L. Terry, 71, of Independence, MO passed away on August 12, 2016 at his residence.
Visitation will be held from 2-4 pm on August 16, 2016 at 3708 Blue Ridge Blvd, Independence MO, 64052.
Mr. Terry was born September 17, 1945 in Earle, Arkansas. Jim was a loving husband, father and grandfather. The oldest of four he began working for the Missouri Pacific Railroad moving to the Union Pacific Railroad and finally retiring from TranSystems Corp in 2014. Grandchildren were the love of Jim’s retired life. He will be greatly missed.
He was preceded in death by his mother Margret Terry and father James L. Terry.
He is survived by his wife Sandra of the home, sons; James W. Terry of Louisville, KY, M. Greg Terry (Nikki) of Shawnee, KS, Robert D. Terry of Kansas City, MO, and three grandchildren; Brayton Terry, Logan Terry, and Sloan Terry. He is also survived by his brothers Robert Terry, Danny Terry as well as his sister Mary Beth Aaron and numerous nieces and nephews.
I love you all. Papaw was always there for my son, and myself. Bray & I feel a huge part of our hearts is missing. And to Memaw, the rest of our hearts are with you right now. Until we meet again, goodnight moon Papaw.
Our heart goes out to you for your loss. Jim was such a huge influence in Brayton’s life I know he will miss him so much, as I know you will.
So sorry to hear that Jimmy had passed away. We lived across the street from each other in Earle, growing up. Prayers for the families.
Sandra and family, I am so sorry for your loss. I will be thinking about y’all. I will be praying for you. God bless.
We’re very sorry to hear of your loss.
My prayers are with Sandra and the Terry family. Jim had vision, empathy and unending optimism. I am lucky to have known Jim as a mentor and as a friend.
Our Prayers are with the Terry Family and our Condolences to Jim’s Family.
Jim’s passing has left a void in the hearts and minds of the many that he worked with and touched their lives, including me & my Family.
Prayers for your family, Jim was a real man with integrity and respected by many who worked and knew him. A very big loss, God Bless and keep you during these difficult times.
Dorothy Macias
Very sorry for your loss. It was such a privilege to have known and worked with Jim.
Sandra and family members, I was very sorry, to read about the recent loss of your husband. You and family members will be in my prayers. May God bless and give you comfort in the days ahead.
For I know that nothing good dwells within us, that is in the flesh. For I have the desire to do what is right, but not the ability to carry it out.
Roman’s 7:18
I miss and love u dad.
Robert
I’m finally a man. I use to stare at this page in classes in-between shouts, yelling, and condemnation, hoping someone would post something, that someone would remember you. Before I forget, or do something better with my life, I want you to know how I’m doing-how I’m growing-and how I’m learning, even still.
You left me an amount of money-not small for the time-to go to college, I hate to disappoint, however I never had an interest in tutelage from Americans. I found Americans too weak, too forgiving, too unintelligent-and I know that, much like you, in the fire is where I thrive. I asked, a long time ago, that your money go to Logan, for his scholarship with Football, and Sloan, with whatever talent she may have. I’ll admit I haven’t taken care of those who I share blood with, but I have my own family now. A family John once told me I’d be lucky to have-if I ever did-and I know he’s right. I’m an uncle, to a beautiful, genuinely innocent boy.
I remember watching movies, like Star Wars, eating cashews out of giant Planters’ cans like they were popcorn. I remember you making a space where I could get away from it all, and simply exist in calm isolation. I remember it all, and I’m grateful for it, Papaw. The best thing you ever did was simply showing me love, that was the lesson learned from you. Thank you for everything, and thank you for giving me the only thing I ever wanted, yet never knew how to vocalize it when I was younger. I called it “Nothing.” What I meant was “Space.”
You were the best man I ever knew, and the one I strive to be. I may never be you, but that doesn’t mean I won’t try. Thank you again, Papaw, I love you, and I’m grateful for all that you taught me.