I REALLY DIDN'T GET TO KNOW TERRY REAL WELL BUT ENOUGH TO KNOW HE WAS A VERY TALENTED GUY.HE HAD A WONDERFUL VOICE,PLAYED GUITAR GREAT, HE WAS BORN TO SING AND PLAY,I LIKED BLUES MAN AND THE LETTER RATHER WELL. AFTER I HEARD TERRY HAD PASSED AWAY I WROTE THIS LITTLE POEM AS A TRIBUTE TO TERRY,IT'S ALSO LISTED ON MY SITE ON POETRY.COM,AND I JUST RECEIVED AN EDITOR'S CHOICE AWARD FROM POETRY.COM FOR THIS POEM:ACTUALLY THE FIRST PART WAS WRITREN BY ME AND PLACED ON MY SISTER'S GRAVE AFTER SHE PASSED AWAY,ADDED LAST PART AND MADE TRIBUTE TO TERRY:)
DON'T STAND BY MY GRAVE AND CRY
I'M NOT HERE I DID NOT DIE
WHAT YOU SEE IS JUST A SHELL
I'M IN HEAVEN ALIVE AND WELL.
I'M STILL PICKIN' SINGIN' AND GRINNIN'
BUT WHERE I AM NOW THERE'S NO SINNIN'
MY PICKIN'AND SINGIN' IS HEARD ON HIGH
IN HEAVENS BAND UP IN THE SKY.
FEW WORDS BUT SURE THEY HIT HOME. WOULD LIKE TO ADD HERE THAT TERRY HAD AN INDIAN BURIAL,ALL THAT ATTENDED SAID IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
THE ABOVE IS A PICTURE OF INDIAN BURIAL YEARS AGO
WE GATHERED AT THE GRAVE SITE AFTER THE FUNERAL IN TOWN. THE CARS THAT HAD TRAILED BEHIND US HAD WOUND OUT OF SIGHT,A TRIBUTE TO THE MANY LIVES TOUCHED BY MY STEPSON.THEY HAD ALL COME: PEOPLE FROM FROM ALL WALKS OF LIFE,FRIENDS AND FAMILY,YOUNG AND OLD,RICH AND POOR,THOSE TOUCHED BY HIS MUSIC,THOSE HE LOVED. MANY SHOWED THEIR INDIAN HERITAGE IN CHEEKBONE AND SQUARE SHOULDERS. THE AUTUMN SUN SHONE WARMLY ON THE FAMILY CEMETERY AND BIRDS CHATTERED JOYOUSLY IN THE NEARBY WOODS. I PASSED OUT FEATHERS TO THOSE WHO WOULD STAND IN FOR DRUMMER,BUZZARD MAN,CLAN CHIEFS AND CLAN MOTHERS DURING THE LENAPE BURIAL CEREMONY. FAMILY MEMBERS WHO WANTED A FEATHER AS A MEMENTO, CAME TO SELECT ONE. I TOOK FEATHERS TO TERRY'S MOTHER AND GRANDMOTHER. I FASTENED A FEATHER INTO THE LONG HAIR OF ONE OF TERRY'S BEST FRIENDS AS HE HELD THE FUNERAL FLAG MY HUSBAND HAD LABORED OVER SO LONG. LITTLE DID WE KNOW AS WHIPPOORWILL BENT HE STAVES FOR THE TOP STAFF AND SMOOTHED THE WOOD,THAT THE FIRST OFFICIAL USE OF THE FLAG WOULD BE AT HIS FIRSTBORN'S FUNERAL. THE PALL BEARERS CARRIED TERRY'S BODY TO ITS FINAL RESTING PLACE NEXT TO HIS GREAT GRANDFATHER.
THEN THE WATCHERS GATHERED 'ROUND AS FIREKEEPER GRAY WOLF STARTED THE SACRED FIRE WITH HIS BOW DRILL. I HEARD COMMENTS FROM MANY WHO HAD NEVER SEEN FIRE STARTED THIS WAY. INCENSE WAS BURNED AND THE MEDICINE MAN BLESSED THE DRUM AND FUNERAL FLAG. THE DRUMMER TOOK HIS PLACE AND CALLED US TO ORDER WITH SEVEN BEATS OF THE DRUM. THE BIRDS IN THE WOODS STOPPED THEIR CHATTERING TO LISTEN. THE CEREMONY BEGAN. THE MEDICINE MAN CALLED UPON REV.HANK JOHNSON,TERRY'S UNCLE,TO OPEN WITH PRAYER. CLAN CHIEF AND CLAN MOTHER STAND-INS FILED INTO A SEMI-CIRCLE FACING THE SACRED FIRE AND THE MEDICINE MAN BEGAN CALLING UPON THE SPIRITS,OFFERING INCENSE TO EACH,THANKING THEM FOR THE HELP THEY HAD BEEN TO THE MAN WHILE HE LIVED HERE AND ASKING THAT THEY HELP SMOOTH THE WAY FOR THE JOURNEY TO AWASAKUMA. THEN WITH ARMS RAISED TO THE EAST,THE MEDICINE MAN OFFERED THE FINAL PRAYER IN CHEROKEE,AN IMPASSIONED PLEA FOR HIS SON IN AWASAKUMA. THE VOICE OF THE DRUM SPOKE RESONANTLY AS THE CLAN CHIEFS,CLAN MOTHERS,FLAG BEARER,DRUMMER AND FIRE KEEPER RETIRED FROM THE SACRED FIRE. THE MEDICINE MAN SPRINKLED THE COFFIN WITH INCENSE AND TERRY WAS LOWERED INTO THE EMBRACE OF MOTHER EARTH. THOSE MEN WHO HAD BEEN CLOSEST TO TERRY FILLED THE GRAVE AND IT WAS COVERED WITH FLOWERS. THE MEDICINE MAN PLANTED THE LAST OF OUR 28 FEATHERS IN THE SOIL OF HIS SON'S RESTING PLACE. FRIENDS AND FAMILY THEN MOVED TO A CLEAR PLACE AN DANCED IN CELEBRATION OF TERRY'S LIFE AS THE MEDICINE MAN PLAYED THE DRUM. AS WE LEFT THAT PLEASANT HILL,I KNEW THAT WE HAD DONE OUR BEST TO EASE THE WAY FOR TERRY AND TO EASE THE PAIN OF THOSE WHO WOULD MISS HIM THE MOST. THE GREAT SPIRIT HAD CERTAINLY HEARD OUR CRY>
TERRY WROTE A FEW SONGS HIMSELF AND PERFORMED THEM AT RALPHS. EVERYONE THAT MET TERRY LIKED HIM,DOUBT HE EVER HAD AN ENEMY.NEVER HEARD ANYONE SAY THEY DISLIKED HIM.SEEMS HIS FAVORITE PERSON,BESIDES HIS PARENTS,WAS HIS BROTHER:STEVE BOLES...I MET HIM AT RALPH'S ALSO,ONLY SAW HIM MAYBE 3 TIMES THOUGH,BUT ENOUGH TO SEE HE WAS ADORED BY TERRY,TERRY TALKED OF HIM OFTEN.IF YA KNOW HOW TO GET IN TOUCH WITH STEVE SEE THAT HE GETS TO READ THIS TRIBUTE,FOR ME, THANX:)
IF ANYONE HAS ANY COMMENTS THEY'D LIKE TO ADD HERE,LEMME KNOW...LOTS OF YA KNEW HIM BETTER THAN I:)
I CHOSE ELVIS THINGS FOR THIS PAGE BEACUSE HE SAID HE LIKED ELVIS ALSO.....I HAD JUST BEEN TELLING HIM ABOUT ALL THE ELVIS STUFF I HAD AND HE SAID HE WAS GREAT.KNOW HE LIKED SOMEONE BETTER THAN ELVIS BUT JUST DON'T REMEMBER WHO AND ELVIS IS MY PICK,TERRY SORTA REMINDED ME OF HIM;) THE ABOVE IS A PICTURE OF AN INDIAN BURIAL FIRE
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TERRY WAS MARRIED TO MY NIECE TINA ALBERTSON/DAY/TOONS,I FIRST MET HIM BACK IN 95 AT RALPH'S BAR ON E.WASHINGTON ST,,WHICH BY THE WAY,IS NOT THERE ANYMORE:(
MY FIRST IMPRESSION HELD STEADFAST,HE'S A WONDERFULLY,TALENTED GUITAR PLAYER WITH A REALLY PLEASANT VOICE.TERRY TOOK FEW OF MY SONG LYRICS TO TENN. WITH HIM TO TRY AND SEE WHAT HE COULD DO WITH THEM AS HE THOUGHT I HAD SOME TALENT IN THAT DEPT.MYSELF..........HE LOST ALL BUT ONE OF THEM IN A FIRE AND TINA TOLD ME HIS MOM FOUND THAT ONE IN HIS PERSONAL BOX AFTER HE HAD PASSED AWAY.......THAT MADE MY DAY TO KNOW HE LIKED SOMETHING I DID WELL ENOUGH TO KEEP IT.
NOW UNBOUND BY EARTHLY TIES
SOAR LIMITLESSY
AND LOOK DOWN UPON THE EAGLES.
