Terri Carroll Suzuki

Profile Updated: January 2, 2018
Terri Carroll
Residing In: Bothell, WA USA
Spouse/Partner: Takashi Suzuki
Homepage: View Website
Occupation: Grant Writer
Children: Stephanie 1979
Clayton 1982
Arielle 1984

Everyone out of the house!
Two Granddaughters! More…Kailey 2007 Isabel 2010
Yes! Attending Reunion

After high school I opened a hair salon got married and had three children. By 1987, I divorced and decided to go to college as well as operate my business. I graduated from the University of Washington with a Masters degree in Geography in 1996. Ever since then, I've put my skills to work at non-profits and went so far as to found a non-profit that helps parents of teens who are acting out.

I currently work for the Little Bit Therapeutic Riding Center as their Grant Writer.

In my spare time I play with the grandkids, restore old houses, travel, and garden.

School Story:

I loved going to football games, dragging the ave, and hanging out with my friends.

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Terri Carroll Suzuki has left an In Memory comment for Jim Worby.
Dec 22, 2014 at 4:33 PM

I'm so sad to hear of my good friend's passing. Jim was a loyal friend and wonderful person. He also was truly, deeply, funny and real joy to be around. He mainly hung out in the Future Farmers of America offices and the welding room in high school. He was (at that time) the youngest person in the state of Washington to earn his welding certificate and could do complicated welds that many long-time professionals cound not. He taught me how to weld and to play poker.

Jim hung out with my family a lot in high school and even went on vacation with us. He was so much fun and seemed so wise, even back then. I remember one time my mom invited Jim to have dinner with us. He was so delighted but I tried to temper his delight because he didn't yet know that my mother was the worst cook in the world.

After dinner (a horrible salt-less affair, slightly burnt), My mother, fishing for a compliment, asked Jim how the dinner was. He smiled that huge smile of his, and gave her the best compliment he could think up: "It was better than k rations, Mam! "