He tossed one liners in here that made me laugh out loud once in a while.

Peace to those who knew him.

of us. Been wondering about his health. Will truly miss his Saturday morning posts. RIP Pro.

Terry,

You walked the green quads and played golf at Notre Dame prior to my arrival at Our Lady's University.

You were taught by some of the same priests who taught me, I'm sure.

You were graduated in 1960. I was graduated in 1970. Ten years apart, but, I think, not so different.

No women when we were both there. We both had Polish maids. We both had to wear coats and ties to dinner in the dining halls - at least until my Sophomore year.

We both had Father Riehle to deal with. He almost suspended me - twice.

We both had girls bused in from girls schools for mixers.

You didn't get a national championship. I was fortunate enough to witness one - in my freshman year in '66.

We both froze in January and we could both tell when it hit zero degrees because the steam from the power plant turned to ice crystals.

You shot par at Warren. I shot pool at LaFortune.

You had one of those soft Southern accents. I had a mixed Bakersfield/South Bay LA surfer accent.

You were an athlete. I was an athletic supporter.

You were a Notre Dame Letterman. I wished I could have been a Notre Dame Letterman.

You wore a pricelsss ND jacket with black sleeves. I wore a Notre Dame jacket with puce yellow sleeves that I bought at the Bookstore for 29 bucks.

When girls from out of state came on campus for home football games, they would turn their heads and stare at you.

When girls from out of state came on campus for home football games, they would stop me and ask, "Where can I find Jim Seymour and Coley O'Brien?"

At Notre Dame, the jocks and the grinds lived together. We moved in different circles, but we respected each other. We studied together. We walked the quads together. We yelled "Over the Wall" together. We chanted "Blood Makes The Grass Grow!" together.

You were a Notre Dame man. I never met you, but we exchanged ideas and when Kennedy was killed in 1963, you and I cried together even though we were thousands of miles apart.

We knelt in prayer on the same pews. Our hearts beat in unison in the old Field House. We both got sick over lousy hamburgers in the dining halls. We kissed girls under the same magnolia trees in the Main Quad.

And, we both bowed our heads in silent prayer as we read the Latin inscription on the pedestal where Jesus spread his arms and said, "Venite Ad Me Omnes," as His mother looked down upon him with pride.

And we both translated the words to unsuspecting vistors, as we said, "Jump, Mom! I'll catch ya!"

Now, Terry, you walk the quads with legends. With Paul, Ara, Frank Leahy, Knute, Adam Walsh, Seymour, Jeff Alm, Rodney Culver, Dave Duerson, Red Salmon, and others. You stand on the sidelines for every home game. Your family members tune in for every Notre Dame game and when the players take the field, they swear they can see you running along side of them, smiling, running with your heart on your sleeve as if you're going to catch the kickoff and take it all the way to the house against USC for the winning score.

You will be missed, but you never really left us, did you?

Experiences that bind us together even when separated by time are part of the Notre dame culture. To a degree it was self-sorted by those seeking that experience and Admissions looking for the Notre Dame man (or woman). The ND experience changed us, not in the same way, and left us with memories and bonds. It changed us more than we changed the culture.

We shared the ties of an earlier, all-male, ND; but the ND experience goes way beyond that limited world. Terry and his stories will be missed as the memories of anearleir ND become hazier with time and death.

to a poster or a loved one I always look out for your response. Well done as usual.

Well done.

RIP Pro

I'm sure it wasn't accidental that the first player you mentioned was "Paul" as in Paul Hornung from Louisville, Kentucky.

Paul and Terry - two great ones.

And your post so eloquently makes that crystal clear. Thank you for that!

I look forward to hosting a pint with Terry when I reach the 19th hole

A great poster on this Board. May he rest in peace.

5+ year survivor. One of the very few to beat it back. Godspeed, Pro.

Missed his posts but will never forget him Especially missed his Saturday morning "pushing a rock" posts/comments.
Condolences to his family and friends. He was a good one!

As someone with a B12 enjoying and getting better at his golf I was looking forward to reaching out to him for insight. I waited too late.

lost a good one . . .

Always looked forward to his posts

was very moving. My sympathies to his family and all his friends here on NDN.

The Pro will be missed. Condolences to his family.

He will no longer have to be pushing the rock.

Rest easy, ProV1x.

I always enjoyed his posts.

Godspeed, ProV1x. Hope you’re playing a round with Arnie and all the golfing greats.

2 of my mentors were ND class of 1960. It must have been quite a class.

I had just asked about him yesterday on the Political Board.

heavenly peace and still hit heaven's links with his old buddies. He will always be one of my favorite posters.

Longtime friend and golfing partner of Paul Hornung and Pee Wee Reese, along with a number of my Irish Catholic relatives (including my late grandfather.)

Strange, I was just thinking about him earlier this morning.

We don't have many posters left who arrived at ND in the 1950s.

RIP ProV!

Well worth it to watch the video at the bottom of the obit page.

Prayers to his family.

...He was always a good-natured personality here. The last I'd seen was from the Midland Trail Golf Club Facebook page, which has a number of posts in recent years depicting him on his 82nd & 83rd birthdays as well as pics from younger days and messages expressing a lot of affection for their long-time friend and colleague.

Here's a link to the ND "1960 Mens Golf Brochure," which mentions on page 2, "Heading the returning contingent is Captain Terry Lally, a senior from Louisville, Ky."

who was a varsity basketball player. I also recognize the name of another sophomore, Al Highducheck, whose brother Phil joined me in the fall of 1960 as a freshman.

some of the old buildings on campus. May he now join them.

at the Fairlawn Country Club way back in the day. He was a true gentleman and nice guy.

on golf and the tour. He was most likely a great teaching pro.

People would sometimes ask him if he played a certain course on here. He would joke that he hadn't played said difficult course because he liked being happy. He was always humble about his golfing ability.

I was wondering how he was doing. He always brought a positive thought and calming presence to this board. He will be missed.

Edit — added exclamation point

Very sad to hear. I had no idea he was in his 80s. He was a great member of the board- often willing to offer advice and chime in where he could be helpful.

RIP, Terry. Hope you get to play a round with Arnie up there.