Which Tom Terry Do You Seek?
Looking for me but not sure you found me? Maybe this page can help.
If you are looking for Thomas Olhausen, Jr. from Amphitheater High School graduating class of 1981 then you found me. Drop the "Olhausen, Jr." and insert "Terry." I legally changed my name on October 21, 1981.
If you are looking for E. Free pastors formerly from Tucson, Arizona or Albuquerque, New Mexico named Tom Terry, well...keep looking. That's not me, but thanks for the suggestion.
If you are looking for Tom Terry the dentist, that's not me. Though I'd visit him for a same name discount.
If you are looking for Tom Terry the molecular biologist, well, I'm not smart enough to be a molecular biologist, and I can't even spell it without a little dictionary help. Again, not me.
If you are looking for Tom Terry the weatherman from Orlando, Florida then how you ended up here I can't figure out. That's not me. He's better looking, smarter, and certainly more famous, but holy cow...he's a weatherman. (No offense Tom.)
If you're looking for the other Tom Terry's that I'm not, then look here. Otherwise...
If you are looking for Tom Terry, the arrogant conservative commentator from KLYT radio in the early 90s who ticked off a lot of liberals and said some really strong, sometimes bizarre, and occasionally stupid things—yeah, that's me. I'm still doing the bizarre and stupid—like using the word "ticked"—but hopefully a lot less.
If you are looking for the former editor of Cutting Edge Magazine in Albuquerque, well, that’s me too.
If you are looking for the Tom Terry that used to visit you in Wilmot Prison in 1985 and 1986, well, uh, I, er,...what's your name again? You're out? Oh, hey, that's great, good for you. Happy to hear it. What? Am I that Tom? Does your parole allow for international flights? Oh, no I just look like him. Really. I think he's dead, or in Mexico, or became a nun or something. Really. Good luck with the whole freedom thing.
If you are looking for me ‘cuz you think I owe you money then forget it. I don’t owe you nuf’fin 'cept to love you. Besides, you probably owe me money. (Wait…I think owe Jantzen Moser some money and consideration for wear and tear from always borrowing her little black car, but she’s probably forgotten me after 20+ years.) Okay, if she writes me I’ll wire her some money, but for the rest of you…I’m taking donations. Thanks.
If you are not looking for me and still wound up here then thanks for the visit, and consider coming Mongolia, but call ahead.
Buh bye.
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