Terry Lynn Nuckols, 65, of Berryville, Virginia, passed away unexpectedly on Monday, June 15, 2026 in Warren County, Virginia.
A Celebration of Life service will be held at a later date.
Born on June 8, 1961 in Fairfax, Virginia, Terry was the son of the late Milton Lonnie Nuckols and Betty Virginia Kershner Nuckols.
Terry worked as a commercial construction superintendent and took great pride in the projects he helped bring to life throughout his career. He was known for his strong work ethic, dependability, and willingness to lend a hand whenever it was needed.
Outside of work, Terry found his greatest happiness in the outdoors. He had a deep love for hunting and treasured the time spent in the woods, and creating memories with family and friends. He also had a passion for automobiles and enjoyed working on and restoring cars, taking pride in bringing them back to life through his skill, patience, and dedication. Whether he was under the hood of a car, in the woods hunting, or surrounded by family, Terry was doing what he loved most.
More than anything, Terry loved being a grandfather. His grandchildren were the light of his life and he cherished every opportunity to spend time with them, sharing stories, laughter, and lessons that will remain with them forever.
Terry is survived by his four daughters, Stephanie Nuckols (Kevin) of Strasburg, Samantha Nuckols of Front Royal, Michelle Madden of Front Royal, and Haley Hoyt of Florida; his sister, Mamie Lentz of Berryville; his brothers, Billy Clyde Nuckols of Culpeper, Richard Nuckols of Amherst, Virginia, and Jimmy Kershner of Concord, Virginia; and his 10 beloved grandchildren.
In addition to his parents, Terry was preceded in death by three sisters and three brothers.
Terry will be remembered for his love of family, his passion for hunting, his talent for restoring cars, and the countless memories he created with those who knew and loved him. His presence will be deeply missed, but his legacy will live on in the hearts of his children, grandchildren, family, and friends.

Uncle Terry held a very special place in my heart. After the death of my father when I was only seven years old, Uncle Terry made sure that my sisters and I remained connected to our paternal side of the family. That connection meant more to me than I can ever fully express.
Some of my earliest memories of Uncle Terry are from when he babysat my sister and me. I remember him playing hide-and-seek with us, building forts outside, flying kites, and helping me learn how to ride my bicycle. Those may seem like simple things, but they are memories I have carried with me throughout my life.
As I grew older, Uncle Terry continued to be there for me. There were times when I got myself into a bind, and he was always willing to help me through it. He also helped me with renovations around my house, generously giving his time and hard work, and refusing to accept any money in return. That was just the kind of person he was—generous, dependable, and always willing to help.
During the last twelve months of his life, I was grateful to have the opportunity to return some of the love and kindness he had given me throughout my life. I was happy to give my time and financial support when he was in need. It was an honor to be there for him, just as he had been there for me so many times.
I will always cherish the conversations and discussions we shared, the time we spent together, and the hugs we exchanged. I am grateful for every moment and every memory. I will miss him more than words can say.
I will always be grateful that Uncle Terry helped keep me connected to my father’s family during a time when I needed that connection most. He was there for me as a child, as I grew older, and throughout my life. I will forever cherish the memories we shared and the kindness he showed me.
Rest in peace, Uncle Terry. Thank you for being there for me, for helping shape so many of my memories and experiences, and for allowing me the privilege of being there for you in your time of need. You will always hold a special place in my heart, and I will miss you dearly.