GAIL ANITA TERRY
Gail Anita Terry, previously Gail Marsh and born as Gail Anita Koenig died in her Orland, California home on October 28 at 11:30am at the age of 91 after many years of declining health. Gail was the only daughter of Katherine Tremain and Mark Koenig and was born in San Jose California August 22, 1930. She left this world peacefully unable to battle any longer. She was survived by her five children; her two daughters Deane Maybee and Janet Peterson, who cared for her until the end, enabling her to die at home, and her three sons Mark, Joseph and Scott Marsh. Her family extends to her twelve grandchildren who knew her as “Grandma Hats” and nine delightful great grandchildren. She believed in the power of hard work and persistence, and therefore worked harder and persisted more than most. She wrote her own story and not very much got in her way. Gail was always busy building something new, building her McCloud house, painting a wall just the right color or speedlaying brick or tile. She pruned, mowed, sprayed, planted, harvested and irrigated with the best of them. She sewed, cooked, and
ironed with a mangle. To the awe of everyone, she was still mowing and caring for her orchard, driving her quad with her dogs running alongside, well into her eighties. She was known for big glasses of fresh squeezed orange juice, big bowls of stewed prunes and apricots, big plates of food and generally big everything. And when it came to fun, she knew how to enjoy life. She taught swimming. She could throw like a pro and was a formidable tennis player. She skied, wearing shockingly colored outfits so you could always find her on the hill. She could make you laugh until you cried. Her neighbors, friends and family often times would find themselves in heated conversation with her about how things should be. Inevitably, the visit would result in extended sessions of work on various projects around her property. She loved her many long-time neighbors and friends, who over the 50+ years there, continued to check on her and watch over her and the Ranch. She was an adventurer. She waded through rivers fly-fishing. She planted orchards. She sailed across the Tasman Sea - suffering and seasick through the rough weather - only to pop up at the end and start cooking dinner. Gail lived her life on her terms and lived life to the fullest. She had the great privilege of spending her final days in her home, surrounded by all her treasures, and this was only possible with the help of her two
daughters and loving helpful caregivers, Peter, Wendy and Emma. We are so grateful to each of you for your kindness and generosity to our Mom, Grandma & GreatGrandma. Gail will certainly live on in the memories of those who knew her. Goodbye Gail.