We need your stories of Kay

Please take the time to share with all of Kay’s friends her life as she lived it.

Send me the story and I will post it for you at

billonthehill77@gmail.com    or

harrytrex@gmail.com

Spirits do exist

How many images do you see in this  campfire fire?

Last Contact

A bar near Cindy Wohlberg’s house in Delevan, Wi.

Stardate – Unknown

in the time continuum during the winter around 2012 and 2013. Perhaps Cindy can better narrow down the year.

Kay was visiting Cindy when I received a phone call inviting me to meet them at a bar down the street from Cindy’s.

It was late afternoon and a snow storm was in full swing.  Significant drifting of snow on the roads was a real hazard.

A reasonable person would not have risked the 40 mile plus journey with roads nearly impassable.

I went anyway

The evening was filled with laughter, a mix of reminiscing our past and current affairs, but the one common thread all night was Kay relentlessly bantered me with the term “you are full of $#*T”.

Kay had that unique gift of telling someone to go to hell and we would look forward to the trip!

The bantering was part of her and

I know all of you can appreciate that.

It was a fun filled evening eliciting past stories till the bar closed

 I quit drinking around 11:30, (I had 40 miles to drive) but Cindy and Kay (1/4 mile to drive) continued to drink until the bartender kicked them out at closing. (imagine that!).

One of the highlighted stories that evening was a Lake Minnetonka event that left Cindy driving around for a month in her company car with a jock strap attached to her front license plate. Inserted into the jock strap were two oranges.

It was quite a full package!

 Kay was quite a prankster!

Cindy was unaware that Kay and George had pranked her car during the party. Cindy was pulling up to NAPA stores and dealers with her decorated license plate.  

Many of Cindy’s customers most certainly took notice but wisely remained silent because they really didn’t want to ask Cindy why she was driving around town with the abundantly loaded plate.

30 years later and the stories are just as funny as they were back then.

More to come.

First Contact

With Kay Terry

Stardate 1980

In 1980, there were a series of automotive jobber conferences educating the jobbers and their employees of manufacturer programs.

This conference is where my first contact occurred with Kay Terry, at a Wisconsin Dells hotel & restaurant using a banquet hall for the show.

There were several manufacture representatives at this conference to highlight  sales and marketing programs to the jobbers.  The general manager and sales manager of the Stevens Point NAPA distribution center were present to orchestrate the event.

The night before first contact, many of the manufacturer representatives had arrived to set up displays for the conference and while doing so had noticed there was a Mary Kay conference going on in the same hotel near the proximity of the Napa conference.

Needless to say the two groups mingled later that night and made for a very hung over morning for many of the Napa participants.

Later that morning, many of the manufacturer reps who were hung over finished preparing the displays and got together for lunch.

By 4 pm Kay Terry had arrived on the scene and was mingling with other factory reps.

Kay had no booth or display.  Kay was there to be introduced to the jobbers as the new NAPA battery rep for Stevens Point.

Steve and Jim set the agenda of speaker rotation and I was assigned to introduce Kay.

At around 6:30 pm, NAPA Stevens Point General manager Steve Wardrop and NAPA Stevens Point Sales manager Jim Corbet got up on center stage and called the marketing conference to order.

Various representatives followed Steve and Jim and would than introduce the following representative to center stage till I was called.

My presentation went smoothly until I introduced “May Kay” as the new Battery rep.

No sooner had I got the introduction out of my mouth when I heard from the back of the room Steve Wardrop hollering twice

“ Mary Kay”?  “Mary Kay”???

The crowd roared at my error.

Kay was sitting in the front row and I whispered to Kay, What is your Name?

She politely stated Kay Terry and I reintroduced Kay by her proper name.

 Kay was very quick witted, came up to center stage promptly belittling my mistakes, stating she had been called a lot of things, then announced to the audience that I was partying the night before with the Mary Kay cosmetic teams. Kay didn't miss a beat.

The room was filled with laughter.

It was the beginning of a great friendship!