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Date of Birth: June 26, 1958

Date of Death: February 20, 2020

McCarron, Garrett H. 06/26/1958 – 02/20/2020 (Quote from Garrett: “It’s all about the dash in between those dates”) Garrett passed away suddenly in Phoenix, Arizona. He was preceded in death by his father James (Mac) McCarron, his niece Tirzah Reichl , several in-laws and good friends. He is survived by his loving wife Jeanne McCarron of Phoenix, AZ, his mother Mary McCarron of Peabody, MA, his sisters Darryln and Tracy McCarron of Sarasota, FL, Nancy Reichl and her husband Carl of Brookline, NH, Michaelann Herook and her husband John of Lynnfield, MA, his brother James (Jim) McCarron and his wife Nancy of RI, his daughter Elizabeth McCarron of Georgetown, MA, his son Patrick McCarron of Phoenix, AZ, his daughter Siobhan (McCarron) Lamb of Wyndham, ME, his son Vartkes Avakian of Phoenix, AZ, his stepdaughter Vanessa Martin of Tucson, AZ, and his combined grandchildren: Nathan Lamb, Aidan Frommelt, Samantha Johnson, Teagan Lamb, Nolan Lamb, Jesse Garza, Briana Garza, Oceana Martin, Gianna Martin, Mallory Garza, Daniella, Isaac, Camilla, and Isaiah Leyva, and Kaylee Avakian. Nieces and nephews too numerous to name, he loved them all. He loved his wife’s family members and they all loved him. He would do anything he could for everyone he loved. He was all about family. Gary was born in Cambridge, MA and grew up in Peabody, MA until he moved to Arizona in January 1999. He learned that he COULD live without the ocean and he COULD NOT go back to the cold! He found he loved the desert, even though he mostly worked outside and it’s HOT here. His heart and beloved family were in several states, and he spent time with everyone as often as he could. He had lifelong friends from MA that he was still in touch with, and spoke of them often. He made great new friends here in Arizona. Gary loved the ocean, he loved the mountains, he loved to travel, he loved to ski (Arizona Snowbowl of late). His good friends in Arizona are cowboys; they opened him up to new experiences, which was his thing. He loved working around the horses and cattle, and living in “cowboy camp” during summers up in the mountains of northern Arizona. He will be loved, missed and remembered forever by many, many of us. Until we meet again my love…

Service Information

Celebration of Life pending in both AZ and MA due to the virus