Dear Erin, It was four years ago today, the morning after the first Women's March, that you picked me up when my life had shattered in a million pieces. In need of warmth at a time when I was hurting, I walked down the two flights of stairs and rang your doorbell. We went to my favorite bar in the n
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During her time at the School for Global Leaders, she was very respected by the administration, colleagues, and students. Her work ethic was unique, passionate, cared so much for the students. A few years later after she left SGL, I reflected on a Sunday afternoon riding in the 6th line when the tr
My dear friend. I will have to search and locate my elementary school yearbooks for a picture that best captures us. Thank you for all the great memories, walks to Vassmer's (the first real place i was allowed to walk without parental guidance), boat rides, swimming in the lake and jumping off the f
Erin, you were such an amazing woman, and we had many, many fun times! I don't even know where to begin! So I will just say that you will be sorely missed and that you have impacted so many... your legacy will live on through everyone who knew and loved you! xoxo
Erin Garry was a person wanted to make the world a better place, and she did for so many of the people in her life. Thoughtful and kind, she gave so much to her students, co-workers, and her friends. A gal whose birthday activity of choice was doing a charity run - notable for a few chilly December
I hadn't seen Erin as much over the last two years, I had kids and didn't get to socialize as much. We would keep missing each other - when I was in Hopatcong, she would be in White Lake, when I was in NYC, she would be in BK, when she'd be at a girls dinner, I couldn't make it - and so on. Yes, I a
Stirring coffee with a wooden spoon Soaking in the love that I squeeze into you Until you give a little shiver And the Erin-glow shines from your face I’m remembering your peeking eyes, Those scurrying footsteps, Your fingers curled on my side. My wound is a lake filled with your unending lov
I had the privilege of working alongside Erin as a literacy coach, both when she was an amazingly brilliant and polished brand new teacher at Global Leaders and later when our paths crossed at August Martin, where she did her administrative internship and I worked with her on giving helpful feedback
A week ago, I received devastating news that my travel companion, Erin Garry, passed away in her sleep from a heart disease. Mortality has been on many of our minds with COVID-19, but this was no longer something at a distance. Erin was a great individual, a writer and most importantly an educator.
Knowing her for near 20 years I am in complete shock to hear this terribly bad news and my deepest condolences go out to the Garry family. Erin is a angle today looking over MANY she loved life and she was easily loved because of her nature about life. If I had the power to change history, I would m
bxletters The soul of BAL has left us this Wednesday. The bright smile that used to greet everyone in the morning outside. The person who used to put everyone ahead of herself, and still keep an entire school running. The mind that was brilliant and loving. The one who used to love and care for eve
Your beautiful Irish face + smile. Your adorable giggle. Your genuine love, generosity and concern for your people. Your amazing passion for your work + students. Your elegant cursive handwriting that i could pick out a mile away. Being high school best friends. First crushes and boyfriends.
Erin was a light. Whenever I’d see her and that long red hair walk into the room, I always knew it was going to be a great night. Everything was just so much more fun when Erin was a part of it. Nobody laughed quite like Erin. That sweet, awkward, high-pitched little giggle. And when she laughed
I haven't seen Erin in Years. The occasional back and forth on Facebook kept me feeling connected but its never enough and you take it for granted that people will be there always. Erin and I shared many sweet memories in high school. Choir, musicals, plays, class trips, dance rehearsals, costumes..
I first met Erin in the early years at Play Days. We played AYSO together before she gave up soccer for running. We enjoyed weekly carpools to gymnastic. We spent years at swim lessons together and eventually, we became lifeguards together and taught swimming lessons. In high school, there was alway
I've been struggling to find the words to capture how deeply Erin has influenced me, personally and professionally. I worked with her for 4 years at Bronx Letters, but colleagues become family at our school. I was so proud of her when she called to tell me she became principal. A poem seemed right
I can’t imagine the world without Erin Garry. She has been so many people’s rock, and I am grateful she was mine during our time together at SGL. Erin was with me through thick and thin. We laughed and cried together. We taught the same group of incredible kids. We were a tight knit SGL family. She
I am still reeling from the news of Erin’s passing. I’ve been searching for the right word to comfort and reach out but I am at a loss. When think of Erin I immediately think of her flaming hair which suited this passionate, fierce young woman so perfectly. I next think about the last time I spoke w
There are too many pictures, too many words and too many memories to sum up in one post. So I won't even try. But here is a sampling of even just one year of a glimpse into this amazing woman. Erin was a best friend, a ride or die, an adventurer, a bookworm, my wanderlust soulmate, someone I trul
She was a little 5th grader, eager to play violin at the Duggan School where I was teaching beginning string players. She came out of class every week with a big grin and a "Listen to THIS" for me, as she played tunes I had assigned her and ones she had created herself. Making me laugh, making herse
There are so many memories from my time with Eri n. Painting tiles at the palms. Senior week. Vegas. Dozens of weekend trips, long drives and flights together over the years. Summers spent on Keuka in our early 20s. Cornell reunions. Wakeoff on Lake Hopatcong each year. Morning chats on the dock. Wa
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