Terry Rider

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Published: April 7, 1994
The funeral of Terrance C. "T.C." Rider, 51, of 8 Second St., Greenwood Mobile Homes, Bloomington, will be at 10 a.m. Friday at Metzler-Froelich Memorial Home, Bloomington. The Rev. Stephen A. Willard will officiate. Burial will be at Park Hill Cemetery, Bloomington, with military graveside rites by VietNow.

Visitation will be 4 to 7 p.m. today at the memorial home.

Mr. Rider died at 9:30 a.m. Tuesday (April 5, 1994) at his home. Death was attributed to natural causes.

He was born Sept. 4, 1942, in Bloomington, the son of Clayton S. and Seraphia Schopp Rider. He married Mary Sleevar Sept. 13, 1985, in Bloomington. She survives.

Also surviving are three sons, Tony, Robert and James Rider, all of Bloomington; one daughter, Natalie Rider, Bloomington; one stepson, Darrell Sleevar, at home; two brothers, Ronald E., Downs, and Jerry M., Normal; one sister, Sharon Campbell, Chatham; and two grandsons.

His father and one brother preceded him in death.

He was a 1960 graduate of Bloomington High School. A U.S. Marine Corps veteran from 1969 to 1975, he served in Vietnam for three years. He was awarded a variety of service medals including a Presidential Unit Citation and a Purple Heart.

He had been employed at the Archer Daniels Midland plant, and later for Admiral Corp. Mr. Rider had been employed for 18 years by General Electric in Bloomington and most recently worked as a security guard for Firestone in Bloomington.

He was an active volunteer with the American Legion baseball program at O'Neal Park in Bloomington as a game announcer and with field and equipment preparation. He was an avid fisherman.

Memorials may be made to the "T.C." Rider Memorial Fund.


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The following was written by classmates for our 50th Reunion Booklet. Led by a dedicated team of local classmates, the project was titled:
"BHS CLASS OF '60 FOOTPRINTS"
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I remember Terry being the cuter of the Rider twins, who were practically inseparable. Although Terry didn't excel in the classroom, he was always respectful and among the first to be chosen for team sports. (He also didn't cry when we had to slide down the dark, enclosed fire escape chutes). Our neighborhood was special in that we gathered at the Emerson School playground for group sports, all ages and genders. Terry was part of that, and I attribute my love of sports to the good times we had playing baseball, basketball, flag football, etc. together over the weekends and summers.

(Barb Stumm)