Harry Garwood

In Loving Memory of Harry L. Garwood (1932-2025)

Harry L. Garwood lived a life marked by kindness, thoughtfulness, and quiet wisdom . He was a man without judgment, honest in his word, and steadfast in his actions. He approached life with a gentle intellect, a curious mind, and an ever-present consideration for others . Those who knew him understood that his presence, though understated, carried weight- he listened more than he spoke, and when he did speak, it mattered.

Born in Sister Bay, Wisconsin , he carried the heart of his hometown with him wherever he went. A graduate of Marquette University and the University of Wisconsin Law School (Class of 1962) , he built a career that spanned private practice, corporate law, and litigation across multiple states. His professional path took him to Wisconsin, Indiana, Texas, and beyond , but his true foundation was always family, integrity, and the simple joys of life.

Harry was a man of many interests -he loved camping beneath open skies, the rhythm of the lake while sailing, the quiet concentration of a well-played game of tennis , and the lifelong pursuit of knowledge. He was an avid reader , exploring subjects as diverse as history, philosophy, and law.

Yet, perhaps what mattered most was not what he accomplished , but how he lived -with fairness, patience, and an unwavering sense of goodness.

He is survived by his son, Harry Richmond Garwood ; his daughters, Edith Teresa Garwood and Elizabeth Garwood McCalley ; his son-in-law, Brian McCalley ; and his grandchildren, Zoe Alexandra Goodale and Jackson Alexander Goodale . He was preceded in death by his beloved wife, Edith Bumbalo , in 2011.

In keeping with his wishes, his ashes will be interred in the Garwood family plot at Little Sister Cemetery in Sister Bay, Wisconsin, where he will rest among those who came before him. A private service will be held in Grapevine, Texas at his final home on March 29th at 1:00.

A Poem by Harry L. Garwood

Among the few written words he left behind, this poem was found in his handwriting- a reflection on life, parting, and the warmth of shared moments.

The poem closely mirrors the traditional Irish farewell song, "The Parting Glass" , a piece long associated with fond farewells and remembrance . However, his version contains unique variations, suggesting either his own adaptation or a deeply personal connection to its meaning.

The Parting Glass (by Harry L. Garwood)

Of all the money that I 'er had

I spent, in good company.

And all the harm I 'er done

Alas, it was to none but me.

And all I've done for want of wit,

To memory I can't recall.

So fill to me the parting glass,

Good night and joy be to you all.

So fill to me the parting glass,

And drink to health whate'er befall.

And gently rise and softly will ,

Good night and joy be to you all.

Of all the comrades that I 'er had,

They're sorry for me going away.

And all the sweethearts that I 'er had,

They'd wish me one more day to stay.

But since it falls upon my lot,

That I shall rise and you shall not,

I gently rise and softly call,

Good night and joy be to you all.