Thomas Ewing COTNER III

I grew-up with Tom´s brother Zach, in Falls Church and the three of us played baseball in the spring of 1965. I knew the three brothers beginning in 1964. I knew their mom and dad and was accepted in their home. Tom was a great pitcher on our team and he was serious about many things. His brothers said his name with a degree of awe. Like others who knew Tom in H.S., we lost touch when he returned to Austin, where his father was an Educator before moving the family to a suburb of Washington,...

RIP DR Thomas Ewing Cotner the third He always called me, brother I lived upstairs at 505 Texas Ave., Austin, TX at the corner of Duvall for a couple of years He was a collegiate baseball pitcher, Vietnam veteran, UT professor, authority on animal imagery in Shakespeare with a PhD., Conan the barbarian Frazetta art collector, storyteller, Hard-core weight lifter, Hunter, hell of a wild game cook, biker, bouncer, he loved his homemade hot tub, enjoyed eating dinner with guest at his homemade...

My time with Tom was not very long. But I will never forget his sweet and kind demeanor. Praying that his rest is peaceful.

I knew Thomas. He was one hell of a good ol boy. When I met him he was a bouncer at the back room. Later I fixed his Harley when I worked at Hill country Harley. We had some real good wrenches working there. One of who worked on Elvis Presely's Harley. No one could figure out what was making his motorcycle quit when he was riding it. But I had a Harley similar to his a few years before and it had the same problem. It only happened when he had a passenger. He came in one day and asked if I...

I thank Tom for the very kind and reassuring message he wrote to me in my high school yearbook in1965, which I have now, at the age of 75 just returned to. As that was the last I saw of him, I am also grateful for the words about him his friends since have written here. It seems that Tom, like me, during those confusing formative teenage years, took refuge in the Falls Church Public Library, searching the wisdom of others in distant places or times. His own few words to me - perceptions,...

In memory of my friend Tom. He wanted a better world and did what he could

I hope Tom's family receives comfort in knowing Tom is in a place of peace, no more tears or sadness. The world was better with him in it, he did his best to make it that way. Thinking of him now with fond memories He was like no one else I ever knew. Rest In Peace, good soldier.

Tom was a fellow grad student at UT, back in the early 1970s. I briefly roomed with him, in fact, at 505 Texas Ave, where he would sit in bed for days on end, in PJs and UT baseball cap (he'd pitched for the team when an undergrad), reading one or another of those interminable Victorian novels. I know his later years were full of afflictions, but as others here say he was a large man, larger than life. We will miss him.