May 1, 1955- November 14, 2025
With great sadness, we announce the loss of Gary Galawan, who passed away peacefully in his sleep on November 14th, 2025.
Gary was a devoted father to Crystal Galawan and Bryan Galawan (Charlene), and a proud grandfather to Alex and Eva. He is survived by his sister Debbie McDowell, and half sisters Theresa Baumung, Gail Kaban, and Rosemarie Desautels.
Born on May 1, 1955, to Rose (Tkachuk) and Michael Galawan, Gary grew up in Winnipeg, where he formed lifelong friendships—most notably with Rick Moore (Sharon). Gary, along with Rick, and a few others of his Gordon Bell high school friends loved riding their motorcycles— Gary on his cherished Goldwing. His passion for music and stereos began early; at 18, he and his friends built handmade speakers, which he used while sharing his love of music as a DJ at local socials and dances.
He built a long and dedicated career with CP Rail, where he was known for his strong work ethic, reliability, and camaraderie. His time their forged friendships that lasted decades.
In his retirement years, Gary found happiness on his motorcycle. He embraced the open road, taking trips through the Rocky Mountains, across the United States, and enjoying special getaways to Hawaii, Mexico, Las Vegas, and Arizona. A passionate Winnipeg Blue Bombers fan, he was known for his strong opinions, heartfelt letters, sharp wit, and his unwavering pride in his Ukrainian heritage. True to his Winnipeg roots, he loved finding a good deal and cherished sharing meals in the company of family.
He was a 45-year resident of West St. Paul, where Gary was an advocate for his community. He welcomed neighbours with warmth, and a friendly word for anyone passing by. In his later years, he showed profound devotion as a loving son while caring for his elderly father and stepmother, Stephanea.
Gregarious and warm, with a voice that could fill any room, Gary was a pillar of strength to his friends—a steady port in any storm. His presence, humour, and generosity will be deeply missed by all who knew him.
It was Gary’s request that no service be held in his honour, but his children ask that you take a moment to celebrate his life in your own way—whether that be raising a glass, enjoying food from your favourite Chinese restaurant, or even sharing a classic complaint about the CPR or your local government.
Family and friends are invited to share memories and condolences on Gary’s memorial page using the comment field below.
Gary was very proud of his daughter, son and grandchildren. I will miss the photo updates he would send me.
I could always count on Gary to let me know who had T-Bone steaks on sale.
Vichnaya Pamyat
Gary was a true gentleman He was friendly & considerate & put others before himself He was a hard worker & dedicated to making things fair at his own expense with his time
He always worked tirelessly on projects that would help others not just himself (Water & Waste Hookup for his neighbors in West St Paul). He will be missed !
Gary was a good friend going to miss the football bomber conversations
We are deeply saddened by the loss of our dear friend Gary. A special bond that began many years ago became a life long friendship. We have special memories of bringing our growing families together and in the recent years, we shared in the pride of our children and grandchildren. The gift of Gary’s friendship meant the world to us and we will miss him dearly.
Having known Gary since elementary school, my brothers and I welcomed Gary as one of the family. The fact he lived the next street over meant whenever he phoned, he would start his conversation with “hello neighbour!”. This continued right up to the time of his passing. Gary is a dear friend who always looked out for others and provided positive advice. When there was an occasion, Gary would always say, raise a glass along with a little “Dai Boja”. My friend – on this sad occasion we will raise one in your honour.
Gary was a very considerate and intelligent friend. He loved to share jokes, especially ones about old-timers and the good old days. He would often stop by to visit Mark and me on his way home from grocery shopping for and visiting his stepmom. He always had something interesting to say. We will miss him.