It all started on July 31, 1947 when a Wells county couple, Lawrence and Wanda Bunch, gave birth to their first child, a boy they named, Terrell Lynn Bunch. Wanda realized quickly that young Terry was not like all the other boys in the small metropolis of Bluffton, Indiana. "Terry always had a sweet admiration of music." Says his sweet mother, Wanda. She went on to describe how terry would stand in front of the family radio, listening to big band music, at the age of 3, wearing nothing but his diaper. "He (Terry) would stand there for hours on end wiggling his diaper clad behind to the beat." Wanda explained. It was this wiggling that lead Wanda to enroll Terry into his first dance class and he excelled beyond everyone's dreams. "He took to tap dancing like a fish to water" according to his mother. She went on to explain that his father, Lawrence, tried to persuade him to play baseball and basketball with kids is age but Terry would have nothing of it. He would spend his every free moment, in costume, practicing his tap dancing in the driveway. The children of the neighborhood would ride by on their bikes and stop to watch and laugh. They were not laughing at Terry, they were laughing with him. This writer interjects (that is the job of a clown, right?) But then things start to take a downward spiral which was unrecoverable for the phoneme. Shortly after the start of his world tour spanning 6 continents, Terry, The Tap Dancing Clown, met the same fate as Sammy Davis Jr., Frank Sinatra, and the rest of the "Rat Pack". Along came some fad called Rock - N - Roll. For some reason the kids were no longer interested in a clown or in the great footwork of Terry, they were more interested in watching Elvis shake is pelvis and Little Richard's Tutti Fruiti. It was devastating to Terry. He went into severe depression. "I no longer felt the public was interested in me" says Terry in an exclusive interview with with reporter. "I felt like I was flying high, with the tour and all coming up. I even had some inquiries into performing in a movie with Frank." Tears start to well up in Terry's eyes as he continues. "Bob Hope called shortly after the tour was cancelled, he wanted to know if I would be interested in going on an USO tour of Korea with him to lighten the mood of the troops fighting over there. I told him I couldn't do it. To me, dancing as the clown was for the kids, when the kids no longer was interested in me, I withdrew from it all." Terry has never tapped one step since. He is now retired from dancing altogether. He now lives in a small retirement community near his mother in northern Indiana. This reporter can only speculate but if it were not for the advent of Rock -N- Roll. Terry would have ended up in Vegas with the other greats and would have been the leader of the famed "Rat Pack". So long oh sweet Clown. As Elton John said, "Even though your candle burned out long before, you legend never will."