Terry J. Galat

Paula,
I was so sad to just hear about your dad's passing. I am so very sorry for your loss. Please know i am thinking of you and your family.
With deepest sympathy,
Tracey Morgan

I was so sorry to hear of Terry's passing. Terry and I graduated from high school together, part of the last class from Zelie High. For years after graduation, I was lucky enough to run into Terry, until I finally left the area for good. Even then, when visiting, I would occasionally encounter Terry on his mail rounds. He was a great guy, a kind and gentle soul. I feel enrichened by having known him.
I send my deepest sympathies to all of his family.

Our thoughts and prayers go out to all the Galat family
Bernie and Anna Flugher

geri and family, we are so sorry to hear about your loss. our thoughts and prayers are with you.

Gerry,Paula,Becky and Gary
Words cannot express the sadness we feel on your loss. We thank God, for all the wonderful memories we have for such a warm, caring and loving man. Our thoughts and prayers are with you.
Maryann and Tom Buttyan

Gerry and family ,

Just heard of your tremendous loss tonight . ( Sunday ) So sorry I didn't make it to the funeral home, but please know that my thoughts and prayers will be with you and your family. Terry was a kind man and will be greatly missed.
In deepest sympathy,
Debbie and Rich Rice

My daughters, Leah and Laura, and me extend our sincere condolences and heartfelt sympathy to my very good friend, Becky, and her family on the passing of her beloved dad. My God provide comfort and healing at this sad and difficult time for your family, as He receives Terry into everlasting paradise.

My deepest sympathy to you Gerry in your loss of a friendly and caring guy. He was are mail carrier for many years. May your memories carry you through the tough times and God watch over all of you in these sad days.

Dear Gerry, Gary and Family,

The twins, were a few years older than me when I would venture into the metropolis of Harmony as a young kid from out in farm country one mile north of town. When I would follow my big cousin Chuck Hufnagel to the weekly all tackle football game at the Moose, there was always this big kid who would coach us younger ones and tell us how to avoid getting killed by the rest of the big (teenagers) guys. I myself was chunky and not the most fleet of foot....