† Terrence Terry Gumbert



LTC/Ret Terrence (Terry) B. Gumbert, Army Nurse Corps, left us on February 26, 2021, to be with God and many past relatives, friends, and animals he loved. He was the son of Bert and Mary Palmer Gumbert of Punxsutawney, PA, and the husband of his beloved wife of 53 years, LTC/Ret Georgiana Gumbert, who survives. He was preceded in death by his parents and two sisters, Marjorie Krape and Marilu Heitzenrater. He leaves behind a large number of cousins and four nieces, Paula Eddy, Karole Pryzbrowski, Jodi Wright, and Vonette Fairbanks.

Terry loved his Punxsutawney roots and, in particular, Punxsutawney school memories and his classmates. Class reunions every five years were always a special time for him, no matter where he was in the world.

A career Soldier, Nurse Administrator, Real Estate Broker with Gumbert National Referral Company, Georgia State Patient Advocate, Advisory board member for Animal Control in Columbus, GA, a past President of the Columbus, GA Psychiatric Association, and creator and operator of the rural area internet communication system for 18 years called the Windemede Regional Alert System which earned him the Columbus, GA Citizen Service Award in 2014 for the service it provided over 1500 rural neighbors in four counties, and its effective interface with area Law Enforcement in helping solve many crimes.

Terry’s intense devotion to and love of animals led him to rescue and keep over 70 needy dogs, as well as saving over 500 retired racing greyhounds who he found loving homes for in his area. Terry had a close relationship with all wildlife near his home and could often be seen with deer, raccoons, opossums, grey squirrels, flying squirrels, and the wide variety of bird life he fed. There will be no memorial service, and his ashes will be placed in areas he loved.

Condolences may be sent to Georgiana Gumbert, 1126 Rambling Trail, Midland, Georgia 31820.
Suggestions for donations include: The American Cancer Society and The American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals.



Terry Gumbert at the 2005 Reunion.


From the 55th Reunion Booklet:
Retired Army nurse and real estate broker.
Operate four country 2000+ member email alert
system - like neighborhood watch. My love centers
around champion 5K runner wife, six dogs, and herd
of thirty loving deer.
Wife: Georgiana Gumbert.

A NOTE FROM TERRY:`October 26, 2018: As I awakened this morning, something urged me to write these personal experiences in the hopes that the reassurance I’ve gained from them might be of benefit for those I love.

"Sometimes we fail to consider how precious and fragile life can be. During my life, I’ve had several near death experiences, making me well aware of the fine line between life and death. As a two year old with meningitis, Dr. Seitz told Mom and Dad that due to my extremely high fever, if I lived, I may have brain damage. (I lived and some think I do)

I began 2nd grade with the PHS class of 1959 and in my second day of school developed severe rheumatic fever missing an entire year of school with possibility of irreversible heart damage, putting me into the class of 1960, which I never regretted. In 1965, while disconnecting the power lines to my trailer at Fort Polk, my large screw driver gapped the supposedly (dead) hot connection, there was a blue ball of fire and the screw driver in my hand was cut in two. I was unharmed but knew how lucky I had been.
In 1966, as another nurse and I walked down a road for lunch in Viet Nam, a friendly Vietnamese soldier behind us opened automatic fire with his M2 carbine at a US soldier in front of us and we could hear the rounds singing past our heads. (We had a liquid lunch.)
In 1984, during a medical procedure as a dye was injected into my vein, I suffered an anaphylactic reaction and found myself looking down on my body on the table as the medical team began life saving efforts. I felt no fear, just detached interest and a overwhelming feeling of peace. I was brought back from the edge and since then no longer feared death!
In 1988, while mowing with my tractor I didn’t realize a tractor wheel was pulling down a large limb from a tree behind me and it began to crush me into my tractor seat. Miraculously, the limb broke just before I lost consciousness but I already had two spinal fractures and wounds to my arm and shoulder.

In 2009 I had my first encounter with cancer and, thank God, that episode appears to have been cured for now. Recently as I drove home from shopping along a four lane highway, a car coming the opposite direction was launched through the air and flew across the hood of my car without touching it and landed upside down on the verge of the road.
I wanted to share these close encounters with you because they have given me a feeling of reassurance that the boundary between life and death is so very small but there is nothing to fear about crossing over. I live my life, second by second, and try to fill it with love, happiness, and faith."

"We were guaranteed one thing the day we were born.................that someday we would die! It’s what we fill that part in between with that has made the life we live be what it will become for each of us. We will all have good and bad moments but when we look back, it’s those golden moments that dominate our memories. Live every moment to its fullest, love passionately, walk closely with Nature, and never fear the ending. You were truly blessed for having been born.” ~ Terry Gumbert

. "RAMBLINGS OF THIS OLD PUNXSY GUY" These are notes I’ve written over past few years as they came to me from memories or events. I hope you enjoy some of my ramblings!

Class Reunions: Every five years my excitement would build looking forward to meeting classmates once again to exchange stories and memories of those days long ago and what life had brought to each of us since last we met. I can’t explain how much those three days meant to me, perhaps like going back in time, for a moment, to those carefree days we enjoyed together when we were young. I always looked with eagerness for those faces that I had known so well and felt the disappointment when so many who lived so near had failed to come. On the Sunday morning, at the final brunch together, I felt the pending loss of those magic moments we had known for those three days together. I had traveled from as far away as Hawaii for those few days of remembrance with you and the hopes that in five years we would all be able to be with one another once again. Sadly, health issues ended my travels back home to Punxsy after the 45th reunion and seeing you once more. You, my classmates, are in my thoughts daily and may you continue to share the beauty of those reunion moments knowing I am always there in spirit. ~ Terry Gumbert

“I really appreciate those who take the time to visit my page. I do hope you enjoy the memories and notes I’ve placed here. One big favor I would ask would be for you to place some of your fond memories from your lives on your pages. I really enjoy seeing photos and stories about your life adventures when I go to your page "Wouldn’t it have been great, when we were young, seated at the feet of our parents and/or grandparents and have them talk to us about their younger days; their adventures, joys, loves and favorite memories? We were too busy with our lives back then to take those precious moments and now with age we must live with the regrets for all we missed.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Summer like temperatures, that warmth you feel from the sun shining brightly overhead, takes me back to all the seemingly endless days on our farm so many years ago. Today, as I mowed the acreage around our home, I traveled back in time to memories etched in my mind so vividly. I can still picture Mom, wearing her ever present apron, preparing our supper meal for the day, and Dad using his ancient hoe to weed around his precious vegetables in our large vegetable garden down below the barn. Free roaming chickens clucking happily in the yard while the pigs grunt and squeal in the pig pen and Elsie, our milk cow, grazes contently nearby. Those boyhood memories are such treasures in my old brain and though it would mean reliving some of the bad with all the good, I’d do it all over again without a moment’s hesitation.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Aging is that point in time where you recognize that what used to be no longer exists and vivid memories from your early days can bring smiles to your face. The world will continue to change no matter what we think or hope for and we are doomed to become relics of a past time when life was simple and beautiful in our minds.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“So many years ago when we were young, when our days were endless and never a thought of growing old. The joys of youth, the loves we had and so much to do..... and so little time. School days filled with friendships, surprise exams, study hall, lockers overflowing, cafeteria food and so much laughter. It went by so quickly, now only memories filling our old minds with moments of smiles and tears for having been there once upon a time.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Seems like only yesterday, schools were safe havens where history was taught so we could realize how America came to be the country we were so proud of as we pledged allegiance to our flag and recited the Lord’s Prayer at the beginning of each school day. Our teachers taught us many things but not how we should think or believe; that was a choice we were to make on our own. We communicated by talking and writing notes without the use of electronic devices. We formed friendships which lasted a lifetime. We led active childhoods, outside playing games with friends and enjoying the wonders of Nature that surrounded us. We grew up in a different American era,; we were so blessed and at that time did not know it!” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Reuniting with the classmates we spent so many years of our life with brings back so many memories of those wonder years we shared. Although the world we live in has changed so much, we will always remember the people we shared those golden years with and how things used to be when we were young.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“As we approach those golden days of our lives and look back over those years, filled with so many memories of people we have known, do you have regrets for having lost contact with so many along the way? Whatever became of those who made us laugh and eased the burdens of our darker days? Were their lives filled with happiness and success and might we have added to their joys or helped them smile in times of need? Just a thought that crossed my mind today, remembering so many faces, happy smiles and, for a moment, love.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“A classmate asked me what serving in Viet Nam as a nurse was like. I worked receiving/pre-op/ recovery/ICU area of the hospital. The helipad was located at the door to this receiving area and the sound of a medevac helicopter meant instant response to incoming wounded and dead. Dead were set to the side as priority for care was established among the wounded. There were those that needed immediate life saving procedures, others were placed in delayed with minor wounds and the most tragic category was the expectant who nothing could be done for to save their lives. The stresses of providing this type of medical care caused some of our medical personnel to have long term emotional problems.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Over the years of my life, I’ve known the unlimited dedication, undying loyalty and unequaled love of over 70 dogs; qualities which far exceeds that which you can find in most humans. They made each day a reward for living. I may have saved their lives but they gave me mine.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Life is filled with choices, big and small, almost every minute, every day. We can never imagine the long term affect upon our lives with each decision we make. Sometimes seemingly insignificant decisions can change the entire course of our lives forever. That choice you made on what road to travel might have been the one that prevented your being involved in a terrible accident. Think back to the person you could have married and didn’t. Where would that choice have taken you along the remainder of your life? Life is a series of choices; decide wisely and hope for the best.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“There are moments in our lives that are indescribable; when events occur that go beyond imagination and will live within our memories forever. May each of you have many such moments of sheer ecstasy that will renew your spirit and rekindle the fire of enthusiasm for living a life full of wonder.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“No matter how you may feel at this time; take a moment to reflect on the life you’ve led, the successes you’ve had, the wonderful people you’ve known, the magnificent places you’ve been, the experiences you’ve had and every small joy you’ve had along the way. Life wasn’t meant to be one big bed of roses but glancing back almost all of us have been blessed with treasured memories of lives well lived.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“I don’t make resolutions; I am who I am; took years of trial and error, many mistakes to build on and marvelous parents who provided my early foundation. Definitely not a perfect person, but who is. There are folks who appreciate the person I’ve become and those who don’t appreciate anything about me.....that’s life! The miracle of life is the uniqueness which makes up each of us. We are the result of genes, our family, role models and the environment which surrounded us throughout this travel through our existence. Relish every second to its fullest; the road we travel is short, enjoy the journey!” ~ Terry Gumbert

“We are all heroes! One may say Oh my, I’m not a hero, but think back over time when you were faced with a decision to act or walk away. That slow turtle trying to reach the other side of a busy expressway when you stopped and made sure it reached safety on the other side; the old man who couldn’t find his car in the parking lot; the lost pet who desperately needed someone to care; or that woman standing by her car with a flat tire. Each of us have been and will be faced with moments when becoming a hero will be an easy decision.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“We were guaranteed one thing the day we were born.................that someday we would die! It’s what we fill that part in between with that has made the life we live be what it will become for each of us. We will all have good and bad moments but when we look back, it’s those golden moments that dominate our memories. Live every moment to its fullest, love passionately, walk closely with Nature, and never fear the ending. You were truly blessed for having been born.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“As I walked down the path through the towering trees yesterday, I couldn’t help but notice the continuous shower of falling leaves urged on by a hint of a cool gentle breeze, a forewarning that summer is passing into autumn. It dawned on me that same change has occurred in my life cycle as well and can winter be far behind. The seasons of my life have been filled with so many adventures I can never be sad having been there and met so many wonderful people and animals along the way. My prayer that each of you have been so blessed as well.” ~Terry Gumbert

“Walking on a carpet of pine needles among the towering pines behind our barn last night, I chance glanced upward into a break in those darkened boughs to the glow of a smiling crescent moon. Looking down upon this Earth, that eternal moon has been there all the days of my life, a constant calming companion no matter where I traveled or what the mood.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“During the night there was a misty rain and this morning a hazy fog hung lazily, just above the ground, over our pastures. As I walked down our tree lined lane my senses were overcome by that age old aroma of damp leaves and pine needles. That ancient odor permeated every breath I took and rekindled so many memories of all those wet wooded paths I’ve walked throughout the years of my life. Whether an odor, a sound, or a vision; events in Nature have that magical means of sending us back in time to those days we hold so dear from times past when we were young. Take the time to relive those moments when they come that were such an important part of your life, once upon a time.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“As I stepped outside this morning there was a brisk breeze whipping dry leaves across the lawn. Grass crunched from a nighttime frost under foot and as my gaze caught movement in the nearby woods; I saw a golden flow of wind blown autumn leaves floating slowly to the woodland floor. There was a hush over the land and it carried with it a silent solitude for a moment.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“I walked down that familiar path into our wooded glade behind the barn where one can find a moment of pure serenity beside the small brook dancing merrily over the many pebbles along its path. There is a hushed silence within this magical place with only the occasional song of a distant mockingbird reaching your ears. There is a moss covered rock God must have placed for those needing a moment of quiet solitude, to sit and escape the stresses of the world and rejuvenate the soul. May each find their own enchanted retreat away from all those worries of daily life.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Today as I walked a woodland path, a gentle breeze stirred the branches of the trees above me and a shower of golden leaves began their silent journey to the damp earth below. Not yet October and the first stirrings of Autumn begin to mark the season’s changing mood. The beginning of the end of another year of life for those who now watch time’s clock with increasing concern for the winter of their lives and what it brings.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“High on a hill above that old farmhouse sat this small boy over 60 years ago. A warm summer day was briefly interrupted by a cool breeze that flowed softly over me and etched a lasting memory within my mind. Tonight among the trees near our home, as I stood in the quiet, warm darkness of another summer, that same cool breeze from so many years ago caressed my body; a traveling visitor from days gone by whispering hello once again. It was as if life has come full circle now; that young boy, this old man and my returning friend that special breeze.” ~Terry Gumbert

“Every now and then, we realize that every split second decision we make can change our entire life. If we hesitate getting into the car will it place us in eminent danger or cause a meeting with someone who will become a new dear friend forever. This is part of the adventure of living, the unknown, what will each moment bring into our lives and create a new future beyond what we may have expected.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“We must learn to accept and survive those occasional moments of sadness and turmoil, so we may live to enjoy those monumental moments of pure joy and happiness that come into our lives.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Always remember, behind every cloud is the bright sunlight just waiting to fill your life with its warmth and hope. Revel in the beauty of those clouds that pass by knowing they are here only briefly and will disappear with time.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“As I stepped outside today, I was greeted by the snapping and cracking of our American flag being whipped by a cooling Northern wind on this seventy degree day. Overhead huge fluffy popcorn white clouds raced crazily across an indescribably blue sky much the color of my dear Dad’s eyes. We have survived dark, wet, grey dreary winter days and this brief glimpse of a coming spring brings renewed hope for days to come. Enjoy every second you’ve been given. Love life! God, it’s so good to be alive!” ~ Terry Gumbert

“You can feel it when you step outside. Summer is dying, there’s a slight nip in the still warm air. Today has a new smell, that of dying leaves mixed with damp earth, comforting but sad. There are new sounds surrounding me; that rustle of dry leaves as I walk familiar wooded pathways, the sounds of birds congregating for migration, and that gentle whisper of chilled air high in the tallest treetops. Mother Earth is preparing for the coming chill of winter and many of us are already in the autumn of our years.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“February and as I walk that damp leaf covered lane to the mailbox, I’m surrounded by little soldier daffodils standing at attention in the cold morning sunlight. How brave they are to open up their showy blooms with so much coldness hanging over them. Here and there, clusters of blue crocuses cling closely to the Earth trying to keep the chill off their delicate blooms. They are the harbingers of a coming Spring, a time of rebirth in our new year.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Our little Garden of Eden where we live today developed with time, patience and our love of Nature. As a farm kid growing up near Punxsy, I lived in the fields and woods among all forms of wildlife and was blessed with raising and setting free a wide variety of animal, reptile and bird life. That sense of wonder never left my inner being after so many years away and now I have recaptured that spirit of unity with Nature that I missed for so many years.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“I take my enjoyment from Nature, surrounded by the wildlife that have come to trust me. In a world of turmoil,this is my haven of peace and tranquility. May God provide one for each of you.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“My wildlife adventures, since I was a youngster back home on the farm near Punxsy have been a constant source of wonder, education, and rewarding periods of companionship with so many species of God’s creatures. Never kept any captive past their youth and ability to survive on their own, there was a joy in bidding them farewell as they went off to join other members of their species where they belonged.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“For those who have earned the trust of wildlife, it is a journey into a world few will ever know. My life has been blessed so many times, filled with the joys of knowing acceptance by those creatures who rarely trust their lives to humans, but sensing I offer nothing but friendship.” ~ Terry Gumbert

“Sometimes we fail to consider how precious and fragile life can be. During my life, I’ve had several near death experiences, making me well aware of the fine line between life and death.
As a two year old with meningitis, Dr. Seitz told Mom and Dad that due to my extremely high fever, if I lived, I may have brain damage. (I lived and some think I do)
I began 2nd grade with the PHS class of 1959, and in my second day of school developed severe rheumatic fever missing an entire year of school with possibility of irreversible heart damage, putting me into the class of 1960, which I never regretted.
In 1965, while disconnecting the power lines to my trailer at Fort Polk, my large screw driver gapped the supposedly (dead) hot connection, there was a blue ball of fire and the screw driver in my hand was cut in two.
In 1966, as another nurse and I walked down a road for lunch in Viet Nam, a friendly Vietnamese soldier behind us opened automatic fire with his M2 carbine at a US soldier in front of us and we could hear the rounds singing past our heads. (We had a liquid lunch.)
In 1984, during a medical procedure as a dye was injected into my vein, I suffered an anaphylactic reaction and found myself looking down on my body on the table as the medical team began life saving efforts. I felt no fear, just detached interest and a overwhelming feeling of peace. I was brought back from the edge and since then no longer feared death.
In 1988, while mowing with my tractor I didn’t realize a tractor wheel was pulling down a large limb from a tree behind me and it began to crush me into my tractor seat. Miraculously, the limb broke just before I lost consciousness but I already had two spinal fractures and wounds to my arm and shoulder.
In 2009 I had my first encounter with cancer and, thank God, that episode appears to have been cured for now.
In 2013 poachers had shot, Jolly, a spike buck yearling at 4 am at the edge of our woods and for whatever reason removed his head and left his body. The next night wearing a headlight after midnight, as I walked a greyhound on leash inside our fenceline near our rural road , a car slowly came down the road, stopped opposite me about 25 yards away and turned a spotlight on me and fired a weapon. I called 911 reported the shooting incident. I have no idea whether they aimed at me and missed or just wanted to scare me.
Just recently as I drove home from shopping along a 4 lane highway, a car coming the opposite direction was launched through the air and flew across the hood of my car without touching it and landed upside down on the verge of the road.
I wanted to share these close encounters with you because they have given me a feeling of reassurance that the boundary between life and death is so very small but there is nothing to fear about crossing over. Every second of life is so precious, enjoy every moment as if it were your last.”~ Terry Gumbert

“ May God bless each of you who visit here and may each of you have all the joys and happiness that life may bring. I hope you’ve enjoyed the ramblings of this old Punxsy guy. Life has been such an adventure and each of you, in some way, have been part of my precious memories from those school days so long ago. As I go through those old yearbooks and see your faces, they rekindle flashes of moments we shared together. We may never have had a conversation but you were known to me never the less in one way or another. Thank you for being part of my Wonder Years. ~ Terry Gumbert, “that old Punxsy guy.”


Additional Links: Life in Viet Nam; My Precious Dog, Jigger
Year Book Page: 34.



Nance Finley sent an e-mail suggesting that those unable to attend the 60th PHS reunion send a written memory. These were obtained verbally and through e-mail. She sent them to Terry Gumbert and he added his artistic touch to some. They were printed out and then hung in the gym at the 60th Reunion. Terry Gumbert submitted the following for himself. To see a photograph of the printout, click on the icon below.

GumbertMemory 2020 During all my school years I tried to avoid causing trouble knowing I would have to face my parents if they were notified by the school of my causing a problem. Living in rural Markton, I rode the bus with students from Coolspring, Oliveburg, Markton and areas nearby. My misadventure began, if you remember those massive old wooden staircases, in this high school building in 9th grade. That huge entry hall created a serious echo affect so Delmas Burkett, Bob Burkett and I proceeded (heaven knows why) to march heavy footed in unison up that long wooden staircase. We did not realize that we could be heard by everyone so well. Waiting at the top of the stairs, with a hard look on his face, was Mr. Wlson who took a swing at us but only catching me on the shoulder as he herded us down the stairs to Mr. Caylorrsquo;s office. After Mr. Wlson left us to our awaiting punishment, Mr. Caylor only smiled and advised that if we desired to march that much he recommended we join the military upon graduation. which I eventually did!