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Bob was a wonderful storyteller, both in print and also in-person. His stories about baseball at McCormick Field over the years are priceless memories. A very gracious man who always took the time to answer questions about sports history in WNC. If you ever had trouble finding out facts about a story from days gone by, Bob was a wonderful resource…and usually had the specifics right in his head without looking them up. We’ll miss you Bob Terrell. God Bless.
I knew Bob for most of life. He was a great friend, a highly talented writer, a storyteller par excellence, and the author of (by one estimate) well over 20 million words about Western North Carolina. I was privileged to publish several million of those words in some 40 books by Bob.
He won’t be forgotten and he touched many lives for the better.
Bob was the dean of WNC journalists and a class act through and through. I only met him on a few occasions, but fondly remember when he regaled me with tales of the early days of stock car racing in the mountains. He was a natural story teller in the Appalachian tradition. His voice was strong and his love for this area was evident in every column. He will be missed.
RIP, Bob! I proofed and layed out many a Bob columns – he always had a great tale to tell. I only had the pleasure of meeting him briefly once; he had such a presence about him whenever he stopped by the newsroom. He will be missed!!
I absolutely loved the man.
When he dropped off his column (yes — typed!) he would usually sit in the chair next to my desk and share some tale about his days in the service (one time, under pressure from a senior officer, he typed 99 words a minute…but only Bob could tell it right.), or what was going on in his garden, or his next trip to the Holy Land.
He told me the trips were getting more popular, but less intimate. He liked sharing with a small group, not ones where he had to use a megaphone. He had a real sparkle in his eyes and was sharp as a tack. Nothing got by him.
So sad that he’s gone, but also, not…because Bob was a man of deep faith who looked forward to meeting his Creator. I’m sure he’s hearing what he always wanted to hear: "Well done, good and faithful servant…"
RIP, Bob Terrell! You were the best.