Terry Wayne Pound

1/17/1960-2/21/2025

Obituary for Terry Wayne Pound-by Mitz Nabekura, his life partner of 23 years and loving husband.

We wanted to share what I wrote shortly before his passing to Terry Wayne Pound, my husband (1/17/1960-2/21/2025), Born in Louisville, KY to his parents, Don Pound and Dorothy Decker. He was proceeded in death by his parents, his sisters Sheila and Tammy. 

He’s survived by the love of his life of 23 years and loving husband Mitz Nabekura, me, and his older brother Glen McMahan.

Terry, you were the love of my life, and I know I was yours as well.

You had many jobs, but the one that you excelled most was as the security officer, most recently at Treyton Oaks Tower, the posh retirement home in Downtown Louisville.

You were great at reading people and assessing any unusual situation. Once, senator Mitch McConnell came in to visit a relative, walking right past your station.

Terry: Sir, you need to sign in. McConnell: Don’t you know who I am? Terry: Of course, I do, Mr. McConnell, but everyone needs to sign in, so that in case of emergency like a fire, we can make sure that everyone in the building is accounted for.

He wasn’t happy at all, even tried to complain to your supervisor. but you were in the right, and your supervisor had to back you up. I thought that was great.

In Early October, 2024, you noticed that something was not right when we were eating out (Chinese down the street) and you experienced great difficulty swallowing a piece of meat.

You wanted to go to ER then, but wanted to wait until 10/26/24, the day of my 60th birthday party , planned at Wick’s Pizza.

“I didn’t get to have your 50th birthday party because I was in the hospital (Audubon) then. I’m gonna make sure you will have a proper party this time.” I later found out that, for the entirety of the party, you were in miserable pain, not feeling well at all, and having difficulty swallowing even the smallest of Pizza slices. I was completely oblivious.

So sorry that you did this all for me dispite your excruciating pain that night.

This was just 1 week before your initial hospital stay (starting on 11/2/24, Saturday) when we both found out that you had stage 4 esophageal cancer.

You were so selfless like that. Always putting me first.

Whenever you would ask me to get you a Wendy’s Double cheeseburger, Arby’s Roast beef sandwich, Moby Dick’s fish sandwich, Etc. you would always say

“But don’ t bother if you’re not getting something for your self.”

You were always so considerate like that. You were so good with animals and children. Children and animals can sense these things, and they always loved you.

You were also quite the cook and a super talented decorator and artist. I still look around our home looking at all the different decorations and amazed at how intricate and beautiful they are. As our good friend Sherri Carbone would say “Wow! This is like a museum! Everywhere I turn , there is something new, more beautiful than the last!”

You would always tell me to call you when I got to my office in Harrodsburg, KY (or Erlanger, KY or TBIL in Illinois, or wherever I happened to be going that particular day), and if I got busy and didn’t call you, you would call me around 8:15am saying “

You didn’t call me. I had to call to make sure you are alright.”

I used to think it was annoying, but now I appreciate this so much as an act of your love. I’m gonna miss these call. In fact. I’m gonna miss everything about you. Your warm smile, your spot-on Dr. Smith impression (“Lost in Space”), the funny nicknames that you call me “”Snoobaroob”, “Nook-Nook”), the songs that you would sing to me.

So glad that I was lucky enough to experience your gifts.

I just can’t get used to the idea that you are no longer on this earth.

I still keep thinking that you are still at Audubon, or you are calling out my name from the kitchen or that you’re in the bathroom doing #2 or fixing your hair, even though I know these are not based on reality.

I still talk to you now, as you know. Hope you can hear me. My heart is filled with Gratitude with all that brought into our lives, how rich and beautiful our life together was thanks to you. I love you, and thank you so much for everything you’ve done and for being your wonderful and loving self. You are wonderful, and you will always be the best thing that ever happened to me. Forever your Snoob.

There will be a memorial service at a later date at Crescent Hill Baptist Church in Louisville, KY, 2800 Frankfort Avenue, Louisville, Kentucky 40206 ,April 5th, 2025 at 1:00pm The First Saturday in April.

I would love for all that knew and loved Terry to gather and remember this wonderful, sweet, Kind, loving and caring man. Mitz Nabekura, Terry’s husband and love of his life, as he was mine.