Terry Atkins

Terry Atkins, 61, of Dumas died on Thursday, November 14, 2019.

Services will be at 11:00 A.M. on Thursday, November 21, 2019 at Boxwell Brothers Ivy Chapel, 2800 Paramount Blvd. Burial will be at Memory Gardens Cemetery.

Terry was born on September 29, 1958 in Abilene to Lucille and Robert Atkins. He had worked as a truck driver most of his life.

He married Keva Robinson on June 1, 2019 in Amarillo.

He is survived by his wife, Keva Atkins of Dumas; two sons, Guy “Duce” Pigg and wife Nina of Borger and David Atkins of Dumas; two brothers, Larry Ray Atkins and James Atkins; and two sisters, Sue Robinson and Brenda Ivey.

The family will receive friends at the funeral home from 6:00 P.M. to 7:00 P.M. on Wednesday, November 20, 2019, in Amarillo.

6 Replies to “Terry Atkins”

  1. Miss you Terry, I loved to here you play the guitar and the House of the Rising Sun. Sorry for everyone’s loss, I just now found out that Terry passed away.

    Carol Atkins

  2. You are going to be missed by many. I am so glad I had the chance to reconnect with you the last couple years. Never once did you make me feel less of a family member. Enjoy your wings, because Heaven has gained a wonderful angel.

  3. You are a great man,always knew what you wanted in life, and your heart is pure! You will be missed by so many loved ones.. until we meet again sunshine! Love you and my prayers for the family…

  4. As you go through life some people come into it and stay a while and then are gone, not making much of impression on you either good or bad. Other people come into it and your just glad to see them go. But the best people are the ones that come and make you a better person for having there. If things are happy they are happy for you and with you, if things are sad they are sad with you and offer support. And you feel the same for them. You may not see them all the time and you may regret that things have to change, because that’s the nature of the world, but you like thinking of them out there and remember all those good times. When word comes they are not there anymore it leaves a hole where something is missing that can’t be filled.

    I know you would find this all over sentimental and find a way to make a joke about. And that’s what I’ll miss most the laughter. He poked fun at himself as much as anyone else as if to say, hey, were all in this together and life is too short to take it too seriously. Thank you for reminding me of that.

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