Warren C. Dowdy

Uncle Warren once told me a funny story when I was very young about playing his horn and the U.S. Army during the war. When I was old enough to join the school band I chose to play the French Horn like him. As hard as I tried, I never could seem to get mine to sound like his. Later on, when he would call he always used to ask if I was still playing, what kind of horn, etc. I didn't get to see him as much as I wish I had. But when we went to Canyon Lake we ALWAYS had a blast. He was a great...

As I walked my dog past his house each night I was sometimes treated to the sound of Warren playing his horn. I would stand quietly and listen, very cathartic. I probably looked like a peeping tom, but the music was there for me so I took that chance. Warren hated my house, blocked his view of the lake, but liked me as he would call me from time to time to tell me that my cargo light was on in my truck and saved me the trouble of a dead battery in the morning. I appreciate the good neighbor...

Our Uncle Warren was the BEST! I am one of the nieces he taught to fish! We all loved him so very much. Uncle Warren is one of the reason they are called "The Greatest Generation". Mr. D'Unger described him well. I must say though, Margo, you did a perfect job on this. I will treasure it. My heart goes out to You, Pat, Tommy & Gene and of course Aunt Bunny. We love you all
Susie & Clay

You couldn’t have a better neighbor. Warren Dowdy was an unassuming man with a wonderful sense of humor. He had a passion for music from Harry James to Franz Schubert. He played in the Corpus Christi Symphony.
He loved old cars and knew every Model A owner in the area. He would always take time to visit, give somebody a hand, or share a quick story. He could be serious and was naturally compassionate. He demonstrated the patience of Job with all the neighborhood kids.
For all of us in...

HAZEL,
I'M VERY SORRY TO SEE WARREN PASSED ON. MY PRAYERS ARE WITH YOU.

GORDON BLOCKER