Terry Dennis Landenberger was born June 14, 1952, to Leonard and Doris (Merkel) Landenberger, in Tuttle. He attended the country school for first grade and continued at the Tuttle school through high school. As a farm kid he was expected to help out with all the chores he could, from cleaning the barn to milking. Once he finally got tall enough, Terry graduated up to driving tractors, where he happily spent the rest of his life. On Jan.18, 2017, he was found at the wheel of his favorite tractor, having suffered a fatal heart attack. He is preceded in death by his parents, Leonard and Doris (2009). Terry is survived by his faithful Border Collie, Angel; by his brother Lane, Bismarck; his niece Lisa (Richard) Whiteing and their children James and Zoë, Luxembourg; his niece Sarah, Bismarck; Lisa and Sarah's mother Cynthia, Bismarck; his brother Brian (Carolyn), Cartersville, Ga.; his niece Alexis (Trent) Woolbright, Cartersville, Ga. [Page 33, paragraph 3] (The long story) Terry played basketball, as well as running track and cross country. He was either pretty good at it or there wasn't much competition, because he lettered all four years. After high school, Terry joined the Marines. He was deployed to Okinawa and worked on radar. He was honorably discharged in September 1973. After a brief stint at marriage, Terry remained a bachelor for the rest of his life. Although he had no children of his own, his three nieces, great-niece and nephew, and countless neighbor kids have many fond memories of crazy uncle Terry. Tractor rides, Looney Tunes, swapping cans of beans and wrapped potatoes for Christmas, turtle races... Terry was often a big kid himself. For many years he umped women's slow-pitch softball, keeping track with a ball/strike counter his youngest brother ordered with Bazooka Joe wrappers. A popular umpire, tournaments were often organized around his schedule. He could also be counted on to have a hand in community projects, especially the town's store and annual Community Days. With his suspenders and trusty pliers, Terry was there. Mother Nature was possibly Terry's greatest love. For many years he trapped, not taking more than needed to keep populations in check. He could tell you where the ground owls were nesting, weather patterns, and exactly what the weather was this day 15 years ago. He had a keen eye and had found several Native American stone hammers while cultivating. He will be much missed by Loren Krein, Neil Leno, Tracy and Joni Magstadt, and Bob Gliwa. Sundays will be a bit emptier for everyone accustomed to his phone calls. The local area will be a lot quieter without his laugh. Hasn't been this quiet since 1952. Cremation has already taken place, and the funeral will be held in Tuttle later this spring, details to follow.