Terrence Patrick Malone
November 04, 1957 - March 17, 2007
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Terrence Patrick Malone
November 04, 1957 - March 17, 2007
Obituary
Terrence Patrick Malone, beloved husband, father, son, brother, and friend, passed away peacefully on March 17th, St. Patrick’s Day, after a heroic eighteen month battle with cancer. His wife and family were at his side. Terry was 49 years old.
Terry was a lifelong resident of Southern California, born in Los Angeles and growing up in Fountain Valley, he graduated from Fountain Valley High School and attended Cal State University Long Beach. After college, Terry settled in Leucedia, until he moved back to Orange County in 2002, living in Irvine.
Terry was a true ‘Renaissance man,’with wide ranging talents and interests, and successes in a number of fields. He began his working life as a partner in a construction business, then made a successful career in the technology industry. Always a man who followed his heart, Terry’s passion for learning had recently led him to pursue training to become a high school math teacher.
Terry loved politics, sports, music, and film. He loved conversation and the exchange of ideas, and always relished a good spirited debate on any topic!
His life long passions were spending time with his daughter Casey, music, reading, all kinds of sports, and enjoying his family and friends. One of his favorite excursions was an annual familyreuinon to Lake Tahoe, where Terry would rally family members of all ages to join in spirited games of Scrabble, Cribbage, Pinochle and Uno, or find an adventure roller blading, hiking on the ski slopes, or visiting local sites.
In addition to many caring friends, Terry is survived and loved by his wife, Connie, daughter Casey, stepsons Mark, Tyler, and Jason, his mother Betty Badgett, his sibilings, Kathy Leeks, Tom Malone, Traci Malone and Adam Badgett, and his nephews and nieces, T.D. and Molly Malone, Stephanie and Brad Leeks, and Alicia, Brooke, and Lindsay Badgette. Terry’s legacy is one of love, laughter, courage, and kindness shared with all those whose lives were touched by him. Terry’s family wishes to express their gratitude to the Chao Family Comprehensive Cancer Center and the UCI Medical Center for their wonderful care and supporr over the past eighteen months.
61 responses to Terrence Patrick Malone
Tom Malone says:
March 30, 2007
Terry sent me these lyrics to a Springsteen song one Christmas a few years ago. Since then this song has always been very special to me and Terry – but never more so than tonight as I sit back home in Oregon and reflect on our lives together as brothers – and now my life without Terry.
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Blood Brothers
We played King of the Mountain out on the end
The world came chargin’ up the hill, and we were women and men.
Now there’s so much that time, time and memory fade away.
We got our own roads to ride and chances we gotta take
We stood side by side each one fightin’ for the other
We said until we died we’d alway be
Blood brothers
Now the hardness of this world slowly grinds your dreams away.
Makin’ a fool’s joke out of the promises we make.
And what once seemed black & white, turns to so many shades of gray,
We lose ourselves in work to do and and bills to pay
And it’s ride, ride, ride,and there ain’t much cover
With no one runnin’ by your side,
My blood brother.
On through the houses of the dead past those fallen in their tracks
Always movin’ ahead and never lookin’back
Now I don’t know how I feel, I don’t know how I feel tonight
If I’ve fallen ‘neath the wheel, if I’ve lost or gained sight.
I don’t even know why, I don’t know why I made this call.
Or if any of this matters anymore after all
But stars are burnin’ bright like some mystery uncovered
I’ll keep movin through the dark with you in my heart,
My blood brother.
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Brother, father, son, husband, uncle, and friend…Terry will always be loved and forever in our hearts.
I love you Terry.
Erik Amneus says:
March 31, 2007
My condolences to Terry’s family. I have many fond memories and experiences with Terry that I will always cherish. The world will not be the same now that Terry has moved on.
Michele Lucostic says:
April 2, 2007
Irish~
Thank you for sharing your love of music.
Time of Your Life – Green Day
Another turning point
A fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist
Directs you where to go
So make the best of this test
and don’t ask why
It’s not a question, but a lesson
learned in time
It’s something unpredictable
But in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life
So take the photographs
And still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf
In good health and good times
Tattoos of memories
And Dad’s kin on trial
For what it’s worth
It was worth all the while
It’s something unpredictable
But in the end it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life
Phil and Donna Grable says:
April 2, 2007
Dear Malone Family,
We will continue to pray for your family, you will miss this wonderful man God has blessed your family with so much. Our hearts are heavy for you.
Phil and Donna Grable
Tom and Linda’s neighbors
T.D. Malone says:
April 4, 2007
I should probably feel fortunate since I’m nearly 29 years old and just experienced the loss of someone close to me for the first time in my life. However, it’s hard not to feel slighted when someone like Uncle Terry dies before his time, especially when he possessed such a zest for life. There’s really no way to adequately describe what kind of man Terry Malone was. Those of you who had the pleasure to know him understand exactly what I mean. Without trying to explain why Uncle Terry was so special I just want to share a few fond memories, which may mean little to most people; however, they will always hold a special place in my heart.
– His unquenchable thirst for knowledge and subsequent insistence on sharing it with whoever will listen,especially if it involves politics or military affairs.
– Waking up when I was a kid and we lived with Gramma Betty in Fountain Valley. I’d stumble into the bathroom and open the drawer only to find a toothbrush, still damp with toothpaste, haphazardly thrown into its own drawer. At the time I never even understood what it was, but for the rest of my life I will always think of Uncle Terry when I see a used toothbrush. Just one of those quirky things.
– Many people comment on Uncle Terry’s laugh, which was undeniably great; however, I will always fondly remember the unique mannerisms which distinctively marked every story Uncle Terry told. Such as the way he relayed the infamous matchsticks story when we were in Lake Tahoe
– Back in 2001 when I graduated from UofO, the School of Journalism offered everyone the chance to change the names that would be read aloud. I assume this was to facilitate hyphenations and nicknames, but Uncle Terry offered me whatever was in his pocket Probably like $14 to make a slight alteration to my nametape. When my name was read aloud we all had big smiles on our faces,.”Thomas Douglas ‘Lebowski’ Malone”.
– Lake Tahoe. Since Tahoe served as the unofficial Malone reunion for many years, these memories could be expounded upon for days. I will limit myself to only a few:
o Searching for the inner tube with Uncle Terry at the waterpark.
o Hours and hours of Malone UNO.
o Following former 49er’s coach Bill Walsh into the bathroom to get an autograph,only to realize he wasn’t actually in there Albeit after an uncomfortably long wait.
o Uncle Terry’s Chris Farley impressions, which included Bennett Brower and Matt Foley.
o The McDonald’s incident in North Shore with the 12 year old and the 112 year old workers.
Uncle Terry you will definitely be missed. We love you very much and look forward to meeting up with you later on down the line.
Love,
T.D. & Chevelle Malone
I’ll finish this message with a quote from one of our favorite all-time movies, “The Big Lebowski”. This is the scene towards the end of the movie where John Goodman eulogizes Steve Buscemi before dumping his ashes into the wind and inadvertently covering “The Dude”.
Walter Sobchak: Donny was a good bowler, and a good man. He was one of us. He was a man who loved the outdoors… and bowling, and as a surfer he explored the beaches of Southern California, from La Jolla to Leo Carrillo and… up to… Pismo. He died, like so many young men of his generation, he died before his time. In your wisdom, Lord, you took him, as you took so many bright flowering young men at Khe Sanh, at Langdok, at Hill 364. These young men gave their lives. And so would Donny. Donny, who loved bowling. And so, Theodore Donald Karabotsos, in accordance with what we think your dying wishes might well have been, we commit your final mortal remains to the bosom of the Pacific Ocean, which you loved so well. Good night, sweet prince.