What can I say about Ted? Even the best writer would have difficulty trying to describe him. He was larger than life. His infectious smile and raucous laugh could light up any room. Ted loved to have fun, if he could not find a group having fun, he would create some. He would tell an outlandish story, tease someone or challenge the group until somebody bit and then the fun was on. He was full of it; you knew it, he knew it, he was proud of it. He knew how to live.
Ted was also the consummate professional. He wanted to be the best at everything he did. He wanted his crew, his department and his outfit to be the best and he did everything he could to help make them #1.
Most of all Ted was a friend and mentor. As I talked to my squadron mates about his passing, everyone said “he was my mentor.” Ted did mentor and counsel many young men. He had a way making each person feel special, like he was there just for them. I was one of those. He made me feel special. He didn’t tell you what you wanted to hear, he told you what you needed to hear. He didn’t preach to you, he helped you understand where you were and where you wanted to go. Somehow, all at once, your path became clear. That was Ted.
I loved being with Ted. He was the father I never had, my older brother and a great friend all rolled into one. When I was with him, I felt larger than life.
Rest in peace Ted. Many young men morn your passing but are telling your stories and celebrating your life in a way that would make you smile.
Mills