
WATERTOWN – The Garceau family mourns the loss of their beloved patriarch, Paul Garceau, who passed away peacefully at the age of 92 on June 12, 2024, surrounded by the love and comfort of his family at home. Paul’s life was one of dedication—to his country, his community, and above all, his family.
Born on Christmas Eve, December 24, 1931, in Watertown, Paul was the son of Arthur and Merelda Garceau. A lifelong resident of Watertown, Paul attended local schools before answering the call to serve his nation. From 1952 to 1954, he proudly served in the United States Army during the Korean War. Upon his return home, Paul began a 43-year career at Heminway & Bartlett, where he became a respected leader and was instrumental in the success of the company’s credit union.
Paul was an active and passionate member of his community. He dedicated himself to various organizations, including the VFW Post 5157, which he helped establish. Over the years, he served as Senior Vice Commander and was a fixture in Watertown’s Memorial Day Parades, leading as Grand Marshal on numerous occasions. Even in his final days, though too frail to march, Paul donned his uniform in honor of his comrades—an enduring testament to his patriotism and commitment.
Beyond the VFW, Paul’s contributions spanned a wide array of community efforts. He served as president of the Veterans Council of Watertown/Oakville and was a devoted member of the American Legion Post 195. His leadership extended to various professional organizations, including the Industrial Management Council of Greater Waterbury and the Greater Watertown Federal Credit Union. Paul was also a proud co-chairman of St. John’s Newest Alumni Branch, offering guidance and support to graduating classes.
While Paul’s public service was vast, his greatest pride was his family. He and his wife Stella shared 68 years of love and devotion, nurturing a family built on strong values, faith, and unwavering support for one another. Paul was a loving father to his sons, Robert and Steven, and later embraced the role of PopPop/Pépere to his grandchildren and great-grandchildren. He found immense joy in life’s simple pleasures—whether tending to his garden, walking to the lake with Stella, or cheering on his beloved New England Patriots with his family by his side.
Paul’s love for music connected generations within his family. A cherished memory was his journey to learn guitar at the age of 85, inspired and guided by his grandson Jason. This endeavor brought joy to Paul and his family, a lasting reminder of his boundless spirit and eagerness to embrace new experiences.
His legacy is carried on by his wife Stella, son Steven and daughter-in-law Maureen, daughter-in-law Janine, and his seven grandsons and their families, including his six great-grandchildren. Paul’s family and friends will forever hold close the many moments of love, wisdom, and laughter they shared with him.
In honor of Paul’s life and his commitment to serving others, a funeral Mass will be held at Holy Disciples Parish, St. John the Evangelist Church in Watertown, on August 24, 2024, at 10 a.m. with military honors to follow.
In lieu of flowers, the family asks that donations be made in Paul’s memory to organizations close to his heart: St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, Boys Town USA, or VFW Post 5157.
Paul Garceau leaves behind a legacy of love, service, and dedication that will continue to inspire all who knew him.
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That someone is me.