In Memory of...
Terry Fuller
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FULLER, TERRENCE ALAN
62. Died suddenly in an accident in Cholla Bay, Mexico on April 15, 2006. Formerly of Denver, Terry moved to Santa Fe several years ago to be near his family. Terry graduated from the University of Colorado with a music degree and a law degree. Throughout Terry's life, he dedicated himself to helping people in need and he brought joy to every life he touched. Terry loved his job at the Santa Fe Opera and will be greatly missed.
Terry is survived by his parents, Alfred and Virginia Fuller, his brother, Guy Fuller and his niece and nephew, Claire and Sam Fuller.
Friends of the family are invited to attend a Memorial Service at 2 p.m. on April 22, 2006 at McGee Memorial Chapel, 1320 Luisa St., Santa Fe, New Mexico, 505-983-9151. In lieu of flowers, the family requests memorial contributions Southwest C.A.R.E Center, 649 Harkleroad, Santa Fe, New Mexico 87505.
Published in the Denver Newspaper Agency on 4/19/2006.
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It's hard to put into words the feelings that happen when the news of an old friend comes that is so final. Thirty years ago Terry and I moved into the house at 855 Circle Drive in Boulder and began a friendship that would create one of best friendships I ever had for many years. As time moved on, and I moved back to New York to begin my career, we had fewer communications and then lost touch. The network of friends from that era is strong and I've always been called when there is important news. I still can't believe that such a great guy could be gone. It's too early and too much talent and energy has been taken from us. So long good friend, I hope I see you in the next life. I know wherever you are, you will be loved by all those you meet next as much as those who knew you here.
Robert Dillon (Hartford, NY ) bdillon@pipeline.com
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I did not know Terry well -- remember his image, though.  He was one of the instrumentalists in all the band activities and was elected Band Council President his senior year.  Nice enough kid, but he and I ran in different circles.  I do recall his pat on my back more than once when we rushed on to or off of one sports field or another.  I recall that he acted pretty bashful when our paths did cross, but I believe Terry was a pretty good student and know that he must have been an accomplished trombonist.  I spoke with him a couple times before the reunion of aught one -- encouraging him to join us.  He could not because he was caring for an aunt who was quite ill the first time.  The second time, she had passed on and Terry was going a little crazy because he had inherited her house, in Boulder I think, and he was trying to get all the paperwork in order.  Anyway, I thought a couple of his photos might bring back a memory or two for you.


















By Dick Speer, June 6, 2006
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I knew Terry since we were in grade school at Reed Street Elementary.  We used to walk to school together.  We used to ride our bicycles and brought our dogs with us everywhere, except to school.  He had a black lab and I had an English Springer Spaniel.  He was a great friend.  His little brother, Guy, and my little sister, Peggy, sometimes came with us.  Our mom's used to pack us lunches and we would ride our bikes and have picnic lunches at the dirt slides off 48th Avenue.  In those days we could ride our bikes almost anywhere and leave them unattended with no locks and didn't have to worry about anyone stealing them.  He taught me how to play chess.  I remember he had a chest operation when he was a young boy, before I knew him. I think he had a tumor.  He was fine after the surgery except for a large scar on his chest and I don't think he had any restrictions. He was a very kind person and good friend.  His family reminded me of the Cleavers from "Leave it to Beaver." I think he was always a good student.  I don't think I ever saw him again after high school.
Nancy (Johnson) Shepherd
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