Warren Wood Trunnell

Dear family: I just found out about Woody's passing. Though I have not been in contact with the family for some time, I will miss my cousin. I remember the fun we had when my family came down and we help bringing in the cows, help with irrgation pipes, road in the back of that old pickup he used to drive. I loved being on the farm with the family. Please except my condolences.

Woody was a very special friend. We first met forty-four years ago in Marine boot camp. We were drawn to each other like a magnet - maybe because of our farming backgrounds or shared love for sports, but it was a friendship that would last a lifetime. Woody taught me to play gin, and we spent many hours playing the game. He taught me well, but he was always the best.
Woody made trips to Indiana each May of the last two years to go to the 500 mile race. I hadn't been going to the...

I have a very strong feeling that he knew how much his family and friends loved him. Our son Scott spoke so fondly of him after knowing him for only a short while. Loss of a loved one hurts so much -- and for a long time. May your happy memories of Woody help you find peace and comfort.

My condolences to the Trunnel family

My condolences to the Trunnel family. Wood was one of a kind. He will be missed.

My condolences to all the Trunnells. I got so close to Woody when I lived down there; I'll truly miss him. Wish I'd been able to go fishin' with him! Did get to go to Hooters with him, just for the wings, you understand!

Woody was the very best. My memories of him always leave me smiling.

My condolences to all the Trunnell family and my prayers are with you. I remember woody as a kind of wild and crazy guy,he just did things on the spare of the moment and had a good imagination of how things should be, even if it was wrong.
Woody joined the marines a year ahead of me,so when I got back from my 2nd tour, I remembered he picked me up and we went out and had a few beers just like marines do,and remmenist about vietnam a little.
Woody will always be remembered for all the...

Woody's passing came as a shock to me. I knew he hadn't been well but it has been a few years since I saw him last. It was always a good time with Woody. When I came out to the farm in '76, after my Navy discharge, he took me fishing and hunting a few times, and hitting the Tap rooms at night. He knew everyone; he was running for some local office that summer. We continued the fishing and 'crazy' hunting on various visits over the years, rolling around in that Cornbinder, guns ablazing!...