Terry

 Terry was my first cousin.

He died in 2010. That is 16 years ago. 

We've been looking for him about 20 years.

He was always at lad with wanderlust. As a young teen he disappeared and was found some weeks later in TEXAS!

He would show up at our place and take my sister and I on adventures. It was always great fun.

His son didn't know where he was. I don't know if he particularly cared because they were estranged.

We were a group of cousins who loved him dearly and wanted to know he was doing okay.

The last know contact was an art exhibit at Nathan Philips Square in Toronto. After that the family seemed to lose all contact with him.

We recently discovered he had died when a mutual cousin was photographing headstones in a cemetery in Toronto for the Find A Grave Website. This gentleman also looks a the registration books and saw Terry's name. His surname is very unique. There are only maybe a dozen people in all of Canada with that name, and they are all related. He immediately contacted me for Terry's full name and to verify his birthdate. It came as quite a shock. I had to contact his son to give him the news.

My daughter works with homeless people. I shared the information we had found and she is going to get more details next time she is at Beechwood Cemetery. The charitable organization she works with bury all of their indigent people there. With the given information she thinks Terry was indeed indigent himself. She is going to attempt to find out the details of his passing and hopefully shed some light on where he was the past years.

Rest In Peace Cousin. 

You were loved.

You were remembered.