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Graveside services for Terry D. Schale will be held at 10:00 a.m. Wednesday, November 29, 2006 at Greenhill  Cemetery in Muskogee with Reverend James D. Miller officiating. A memorial service will follow at 4:00 p.m. Wednesday, November 29, 2006 at the First Presbyterian Church in Tulsa. Honorary pallbearers will be Jay Schale, Tim Schale, Vaughn Esper, Tim Epps, Robert Sexton, Jeff Rose, Jim Inhofe, Gary Pierce, George Caldwell, Mark Brawley and Mike Chapman. Services are under the direction of Lescher-Millsap Funeral Home.
Terry D. Schale was born October 29, 1960 in Muskogee, the son of Jay Dean Schale and Donna Mae (Schmidt) Schale and died November 26, 2006 in Tulsa. He graduated from Muskogee High School Class of 1978. On April 26, 1987 he married Kimberly Gray in Muskogee. In 1987 they moved to Ontario, Canada to run a hunting and fishing resort, during which time their first daughter Molly was born in 1993. Later they moved back to Tulsa where their second daughter Anna was born in 1997. Terry and his "girls" had a very active life with their many friends of Holland Hall School and First Presbyterian Church of Tulsa, where he was an active member of the Chancel Choir and the First Church Singing Men. He was a resident of Tulsa since 1989 and a member of First Presbyterian Church in Tulsa.
He is preceded in death by his father, Jay Schale; step-father George Featherston and one sister Susan Burnett. Survivors include his wife Kim Schale of the home; two daughters Molly Elizabeth Schale and Anna Katherine Schale; mother Donna Featherston of Muskogee; one sister, Nancy Pearson of Ft. Smith, AR, two brothers Jay and wife Cherie Schale of Weatherford, OK, Tim Schale and wife Donnetta of Ft. Smith, AR; step sisters, Debbie Featherston-Rush and husband Albert Sinn of Worland, WY, Sheri Womack and husband Jeff of Davenport, IA, Beckie Tuteral and husband David of Woodbridge, VA; numerous nieces and nephews.
In lieu of flowers, memorials may be sent to the Schale Children's College Fund in care of 2801 Chandler Road, Muskogee, OK 74403.
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Terry Ryals
Terry Schale and I were always seated by each other at Alice Robertson when seating was alphabetical. I really enjoyed Terry he was a great guy. I am saddened to know he is no longer with us, I wish the best to his wife and kids and I'm sure they know but once again he was a great guy.Andrea Moore (Roddy)
I have so many memories of Terry. We grew up across the street from each other. I called him "Hoss" then. I had my Barbie's who took a regular beating and were beheaded by his GI Joes. We played Kick the Can, Volleyball, and raced "logger style" by running backwards on large electrical spools. In high school, he was in band and I was in drill team. We commuted to college and whoever drove got to pick the music. Terry rocked us out at loud volumes. If you have to repeat things at the reunion because I didn't hear it the first time it will be because of Terry. I almost had a head-on collision one day coming back from Tahlequah. I was scared to death but Terry and Alan Perry just laughed like loons until I joined in. I attended his wedding. He was one of my best friends growing up. I lost touch with him after he moved to Canada and I was in Kansas City but his death still hit me hard. The weather did not permit me to attend his funeral service but I was there in spirit. He was a great guy and I am so sad he can not be at this reunion or more importantly to see his children grow up.Kelly O'Brien (Butler)
I met Terry in the 7th grade at A.R. We became friends right away and had many silly moments together. If one of us got in trouble in school we would not look at each other or we would start laughing. I loved him.The last time I saw him was in about 1986 or 1987 and he had just gotten married and was SO happy and he told me he had the wedding announcement run several times in the paper because they kept getting things wrong and he wanted it to be perfect. He was so proud of his new wife and I was very happy for him.
I didn't know of his death until I saw it on this website and it made me very sad. He was wonderful and I'm sure his was a life well lived.
Kenny Boling
What can I say about one of the greatest guys in the world?We met in the 7th grade in band at AR. His personality and energy instantly made him stand out in a crowd. He always had a kind word and his talent was incredible.
He was, no doubt, the driving force behind the MHS Marching Band. I believe our sound was centered around him.
A musician that could carry an entire band on his shoulders had to be special.
I had the privilege of having dinner with Terry Schale and Terry Bass at Hamlin's East, maybe a year before Terry died.
Terry had been mgr. at Hamlins during the 80's and I've never seen anybody enjoy a 3 with 2 anymore than Terry did that night.
He had a zest for life that for me remains unmatched by anybody I've ever known.
Goodbye dear friend and I know I will see you again someday!
Jack Hildinger
About 2 years ago, I got a call from an unknown number on my cell. "I bet you can't tell me who this is!" We played cat and mouse for about 30 seconds before I realized who was on the line. "HOSS!" He had gone to extraordinary lengths to track me down, including speaking to an employer from over 15 years back. I am totally shocked to discover he passed away. What a loss to our world.I can't say enough about my memories with Hoss. We made music, we nearly got arrested for 'stealing' golf balls from the bottom of the water hazard over at the golf course one night, we partied *alot*, we got in fights (not with each other), geez the s--t we did!
We commuted for the fall semester in 1979 from Muskogee to Northeastern. We drove three days a week in his Triumph TR6. We made it a dare to drive every time with the top down, regardless of weather. We didn't make every day due to rain, but we never, ever let cold weather get in the way. I have told that story many, many times. Life was a journey of joy and discovery when you were around Hoss.
Terry Schale, Hoss, I will see you on the other side, my friend.
Sky Robinson
Oh Man... This is really a blow. Finding out that all these classmates have died - And to see Terry has passed and finding out so late after the fact; is really just jaw dropping.
I met Terry at the start of 3rd grade at Harris Job Elementary School. That class of 3rd graders was small and only had 8 boys in it, so Terry and I were pretty close. I always felt a little funny calling him "Hoss" because he was twice as small as me throughout grade school and even thru most of Jr. High.
We were superheroes at recess. He liked being Kato from the Green Hornet or The Human Torch from the Fantastic Four. We were drawing a lot of the time in class when we should have been doing class work. In 5th and 6th grade we played soccer, tether ball and softball at recess and were on the school's first flag football team together; we had to be because there weren't enough players for a team unless almost everyone played.
In Jr. High we rode the bus together and shared a lot of classes. I'll never forget Chorus and "Swing Choir" though; Terry really shined there too. We used to run all over the countryside together; around the golf course, fishing in the ponds usually. We'd frequently walk to the Arkansas River which was a little closer to his house than mine and swim or fish around where the "Batfish Submarine" is now; before it was brought to Muskogee.
Joanne remembers Terry fondly as the "Nice guy who used to cash our paychecks at the bank", and "Manager who always made sure we were taken care of at Hamlin's El Toro". I lost touch with Terry and just about all of you shortly after Joanne and I married, because we moved to Oklahoma City.
I didn't see Terry after about 1982 until 20 years later. I started trying to "Slow Down Life a Little" and I was teaching firearms classes and coaching Professional Shooters for Bianchi and IDPA matches at Tulsa Firearms Indoor Shooting Range. A Co-Worker, Bill McCune said a friend of his named, "Hoss" was coming in to shoot a little with him. I immediately inquired, "You don't mean, Terry Schale do you?"
When Terry got there we got caught up, talking in the lounge for a good hour and it was just like we had seen each other the day before. Then we got the owner to watch the sales floor so Terry, Bill, and I could go out and "Fling some lead downrange."
Terry liked to shoot and was a responsible gun owner who actually practiced. So I saw him often after that when he'd come in. We'd meet at outdoor ranges once in a while. He was like me in seeing "Target Shooting" as similar to "Golf" in the "Mental Game". He was about as proficient as he could be with those Ruger Auto handguns he had. We never could get him to go for a better handling Glock or 1911 Style gun like most Pro shooters shoot with. Which sounds just like him being a little hard headed if you think about it. Lol!
I had to leave the gun range though; being forced into retirement in 2005, and I lost track of Terry again. I am so sorry I missed his funeral and his family's time of mourning. I wish I could have been there to support them as I know many of you were. Terry had a lot of friends, and I am glad I was privileged enough to have known him in my lifetime.