TERROLL J. ANDERSON
Terroll J. Anderson, “Terry” to all who knew him, passed into Gods hands on June 4, 2018.
Terry was born at the Naval hospital in Jacksonville, FL on Pearl Harbor Day, December 7, 1951, to a Ukranian mother, Anna, and an Army father James. After his father left when Terry was a little boy, his mom raised him and his sister Anne alone. Terry graduated from Paxon High in 1970, putting himself through college until the Navy offered him an ROTC scholarship to JU. He was their first ROTC graduate in 1974. He served his 4 year commitment in Greece and Norfolk, VA, and then headed to law school at UF, courtesy of the GI bill. There he met Cindy, and they married shortly after graduation in 1981. He returned to Jacksonville to work in the State Attorney’s office, before entering private practice for the remainder of his career.
Many people define themselves by their jobs; not Terry. While he was a talented litigator, his favorite topic of conversation was always his children, and he was the best dad any kid could have. He loved Laurel, Alex and Max with all his heart, and was always bragging on their latest accomplishments. He spent many days playing with his kids at the Selva pool, tossing them (and others!) into the air, because there was no diving board. He tried to attend every single swim meet for all three kids for more than 15 years, and darn near did: club meets, city meets, regional meets, school meets, district and state championships. He was there, working the meet or in the stands, and so very proud. He also attended dance recitals, soccer games, baseball games, basketball games, chorus performances, school plays, church plays and community theater performances, and every single Pop Warner practice in addition to the games. In short, if they were in it, he was there, loving every minute of it.
Terry was also the most loving and supportive husband any woman could wish for. He could put anyone at ease with his humor and had an amazing mind for history, trivia and scrabble. He was creative, artistic, and able to fix almost anything.
When he learned he had metastatic cancer, his biggest concern was he wouldn't be there for his kids and grandkids (he loved babies). But God granted him three more years in which he supported Alex and Crystal in Alex’s cancer battle, watched Max wed Samantha, walked Laurel down the aisle to wed Majd, and was able to meet two grandsons: Aslan and Rex. He also traveled to many places, even while he went through years of chemo, radiation and surgeries. His only complaint enduring it all was his inability to continue biking on the beach and collecting shark’s teeth, his constant exercise and delight for over 30 years.
He was a strong man with a tender heart. He was so loved.
Services to celebrate Terry’s life will be held on Monday, June 18, 2018 at 3 p.m. at Community Presbyterian Church on Sherry Drive in Atlantic Beach.