Birth date: Mar 4, 1958 Death date: Apr 5, 2016
Terry Austin was born in Dallas Texas on March 4, 1958 to Pauline and Murrell Austin. He was proud to say he grew up in Oak Cliff. He was an amazing all around artist. A graphic designer by trade Terry could play any instrument yo Read Obituary
Hey Pappy, I just wanted to say that I love you and I'm going to miss you so so much. It's not gonna be the same without you and your smart remarks to everything lol. you will ALWAYS be in my heart. it's not goodbye yet, it's see ya later!
Love your granddaughter, Samantha
In my life I've had occasion to call a small number of good friends along the way "Brother." You were more. I am grateful for the years I've known you and your family - an amazing Dad, Husband, Uncle and Pappy - and Brother. The biggest heart and an even greater soul, we whom you have touched will have you in our hearts and Brother, you'll be alongside us forever. Love ya man, take a break and play on, Brother. Rest in Peace.
You will be missed, Terry.
We all have been stunned by Terry's sudden passing. He was loved and cherished by so many and I hope that all the wonderful memories of him will continue to overshadow this great loss â¤
You always welcomed me into your home with open arms. I loved hearing you play turn the page was one of my favorites. I loved talking to you on fb you were so proud of your kids and grandkids . I will miss our chats hearing about what you were working on or how the family was doing. All I have left to say is Thank you- misty
One of the coolest guys ever! Great conversation every time I saw him...great, great guy. Uncle Terry...quality of life far greater than quantity. You made an impact!
My little brother. A genuine Dad and Pappy to all of his kids and grandkids. He was a loving and devoted husband to his wife. For me, a fantastic brother that cared for many. When I was forced to change trades around 40 years old, he helped me get a start in computer repair. We bought a bunch of old junk pc's and he said to me, "What I want you to do is tear them all apart and build one and make it work", then he left. I had know idea what I was doing since I had never turned on a pc before. However he knew my skills of repairing things and I was able to do it. When he came back the next day we loaded Windows 3.1 on it. He did so many things for me and Bobbie, there just isn't enough time or space to say it all, but thanks for ALL the memories. You are missed. Love Ya Man.
My father was a great man. He lived by his own ideals and did not let anyone sway him. Those were family and friends are the most important thing in the world. Work, never miss work because you have to get paid to in order to party with your family and friends.
As long as I am a good man anything that comes after death will take care of itself.
