Harry L. Tomlinson

Harry L. Tomlinson, 76, of Mooresville, passed away November 16, 2020 at home. Harry was born on December 16, 1943, in Indianapolis, Indiana, to the late Kenneth and Leona (Baine) Tomlinson.

Harry proudly served in the United States Navy from 1964-1967. He worked as an electrician at the Department of Corrections for 35 years. Harry was a good ol’ boy, who enjoyed to hunt and fish. He also enjoyed a good movie. Harry never met a stranger and could carry on a conversation with anyone. He is going to be greatly missed by his loving family and friends.

In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by his wife, Wanda Tomlinson; sister, Imogene Thompson; and a nephew, Gary Thompson.

Survivors include his children, Alisa (Kevin) Russell of Lebanon, Ohio and David (Rosie) Tomlinson of Mooresville; three grandchildren, Natalie, Benjamin, and Katie; and many nieces and nephews

Visitation will be held on Sunday, November 22, 2020 from 1:00 p.m. to 4:00 p.m., at Carlisle – Branson Funeral Service & Crematory. The service will be celebrated at 1:00 p.m. on Monday, November 23, 2020, in the funeral home. All guests attending visitation and/or services will be required to wear a mask at all times in an effort to promote a safe environment. Following cremation, inurnment will be at Mannan Cemetery, Lewisville, Indiana. Visit www.CarlisleBranson.com to share a favorite memory or to sign the online guest registry.

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  1. From the Howell family We always enjoyed talking with Harry he had lots to say he was a very kind humble man will be missed prayers for family

  2. Sorry to learn of Harry Lee’s passing. He was always such a kind and caring person to everyone. May he Rest In Peace…….Judi (Belt) Eitnier. Class of 1963

  3. Dear Alisa and David, My condolences on your father’s death; I have many fond memories of him. My favorite memories are of our caving experiences in Sullivan Cave in Lawrence County. He was always well-prepared, careful, and respectful of the cave. He, also, was someone who could cave all day and emerge neat, clean, and well-groomed (whereas I always looked like I’d crawled through a pigpen). Never did I ever have a boyfriend who could sit down and drink coffee and chat with my parents as Harry could. Two hours later… we’d be on our way! I would also like to share some memories of your grandfather, Mr. Parker. He was my chemistry and physics and senior-math teacher at Cascade High School. I knew he was also a farmer, but I had no idea he had so many children! Mr. Parker was no-nonsense, and he was never overly familiar with his students; on a good day he would toss a piece of maple candy to the student who could properly answer his questions. He was clearly a good teacher; I went on to do well in math, chemistry, and physics in college. With best wishes, Sigrid Asher-Bolinder


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