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Dwight Edgar Garrison
1945 - 2002
GARRISON, Dwight Edgar, Born December 11, 1945 in Brookline, Massachusetts. Passed away July 22, 2005 in Glendale, California.
Dwight attended University of Massachusetts at Amherst and earned his doctorate degree at Tufts University in 1970. That year, he moved to Southern California and began his distinguished career as a Professor of Psychology. For the last 22 years, Dwight taught at UCLA, earning tenure in 1994.
He is survived by his loving wife Roxanne Garrison, with whom he shared six wonderful years. He is also survived by his daughters Kara and Joanna. Viewing will be Tuesday, July 26th at 4 p.m. at Farplane Funeral Home. Interment at Cedar Grove in Inner City. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Head Injury Association of America.
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Dude got hit on the head with a lunchbox that fell from a construction site. Heh. And let me tell you, out of head injuries? This one's a doozy. You can almost see an outline of a sandwhich, I am so serious.
It's been kind of slow lately, which kind of sucks. I could use more money. Maybe I need another job. Dunno what I'd do though. I'm kinda crap at everything else.
1945 - 2002
GARRISON, Dwight Edgar, Born December 11, 1945 in Brookline, Massachusetts. Passed away July 22, 2005 in Glendale, California.
Dwight attended University of Massachusetts at Amherst and earned his doctorate degree at Tufts University in 1970. That year, he moved to Southern California and began his distinguished career as a Professor of Psychology. For the last 22 years, Dwight taught at UCLA, earning tenure in 1994.
He is survived by his loving wife Roxanne Garrison, with whom he shared six wonderful years. He is also survived by his daughters Kara and Joanna. Viewing will be Tuesday, July 26th at 4 p.m. at Farplane Funeral Home. Interment at Cedar Grove in Inner City. In lieu of flowers, donations can be made to the Head Injury Association of America.
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Dude got hit on the head with a lunchbox that fell from a construction site. Heh. And let me tell you, out of head injuries? This one's a doozy. You can almost see an outline of a sandwhich, I am so serious.
It's been kind of slow lately, which kind of sucks. I could use more money. Maybe I need another job. Dunno what I'd do though. I'm kinda crap at everything else.