I knew Terry Harper back in the '80s when he was recent college graduate traveling around advising chapters of my college fraternity. At one point we were having lunch in Rivendell's, a San Marcos, Texas, restaurant, when his eyes suddenly widened. He pointed up at the ceiling where a possum was pocking its head through. We both laughed a lot about that moment.
This past week Terry died after a second surgery for brain cancer. What can I tell you about Terry that he couldn't say better? Read his final words as reprinted in The New York Post.
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