In Loving memory

of

Lawrence Bernard Garrison

April 5, 1973

January 8, 2021

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Sunrise

Sunset

Your life was a blessing 

Your memory a treasure 

 

You are loved beyond words and missed beyond measure.

 

Always loved,

Forever missed 

Karen Lopez 

Your life was a blessing 

Your memory a treasure 

 

You are loved beyond words and missed beyond measure.

 

Always loved,

Forever missed 

Karen Lopez 

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In My Heart

A Tribute to my Twin

I thought of you today.

But that is nothing new.

I thought about you yesterday.

And days before that too.

I think of you in silence.

I often speak your name.

Now all I have are memories.

And your picture in a frame.

Your memory is my keepsake.

With which I'll never part.

God has you in his keeping.

I have you in my heart.

Love,

Lamont

Obituary

Always in our hearts.

Lawrence Bernard Garrison was Born with his Twin Brother Lamont Garrison April 5, 1973 to Karen Garrison and Harold Minor in Washington, D.C. He attended Ruth K Webb, Browne Junior High School, McKinley Tech High School, and Finally graduating from Howard University in June 1998 with a degree in Political Science. While attending Howard University Lawrence worked 4 years at the Department of Justice and its Specialized TORTS division.  

     Shortly after he and his Twin brother served lengthy prison term, in which they became voices of the multitude of Black men and women serving mandatory sentences that were racially biased. Lawrence gained the skill of a computer Hardware specialist. Upon re-entering society, he chose Real Estate as a profession. Starting at Exit Realty, and finally Coldwell Banker Capitol Hill. His passion for Real Estate was a testament for his advocacy for minority entrepreneurship.  

      Lastly, in 2018 his daughter, Hailey Angel Marie Garrison was born. He was a superb and proud father. Another Great Accomplishment! 

       His accomplishments are numerous and will be at my table of memories for the rest of our lives.

 

His legacy will continue to no end.

 Lawrence Garrisons’ parents Karen Garrison and Harold Minor reside in the District of Columbia. Lawrence leaves his only daughter Hailey Angel Marie Garrison. His beloved Great Uncles and Aunts; Walter White (Jr.), and Esther W. Allen (Angel), Rose Redmond, Edith Bell, Richard White, Delia Fair, and Andrew White precede him in death. His siblings: brothers Kevin and Kenny Minor precede him death. He also leaves his brothers; Tony Minor, Sundiata Russ, Lamont Garrison (twin), Sisters; Karen, Kay, Autumn, and Janae Minor. He leaves Cousins;  Fredrita Williams, Monica Lyles, Jonathan and Jeffery Lyles, Walter Bell, Gerald Bell, Petey Bell, Rosa Henry, Judith Henry, Alice Redmond, Dick Redmond Andia and Autumn Evans, Tracy Bryant, Carla and Carmella Cardoza. Including the Gregory, Cardoza, Evans, Waters, and Marshall Families. A Host of Nieces and Nephews 

  Lawrence Also leaves friends, Neal Hewlett, William Roye, Gabriel Golson, Ola Alabi, Damond Green, and an extensive list of friends from his neighborhood of Trinidad, and the Washington DC Area.

      Honorably Lawrence leaves his Howard University family friends Sonya and Dona Waters, Alonda Thompson, Rochelle Jackson, Maya Thomas, and Charity Carter. 

      Lawrence leaves a plethora of colleagues from his profession and advocacy.

Marc Mauer, The Sentencing Project, Kevin Mcgaughy, Washington Capitol Partners, Muhammad Sidkr, District Properties LLC, Raj Dua, and Sonny Priat to mention a few.  

       Lawrence treasured all that he was related to and interacted with in his life,  

Lawrence B.

Garrison

Snow Forest Road

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

By: Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.   

His house is in the village though;   

He will not see me stopping here   

To watch his woods fill up with snow.   

 

My little horse must think it queer   

To stop without a farmhouse near   

Between the woods and frozen lake   

The darkest evening of the year.   

 

He gives his harness bells a shake   

To ask if there is some mistake.   

The only other sound’s the sweep   

Of easy wind and downy flake.   

 

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,   

But I have promises to keep,   

And miles to go before I sleep,   

And miles to go before I sleep.

Snow Forest Road