From 1952 to 1954 Warren served honorably in The United States Marine Corp. where he attained the rank of corporal; his service number was 1258048. After his discharge he returned home to Michigan where, on May 26, 1956 he married Doris Jean Tallon, his life-long love. They raised two children, a girl and a boy, at their home on Lincoln Street in Taylor, Michigan. Warren worked as a salesman for Sears, Roebuck Company for many years. He frequently augmented his income with his winnings at pool and billiards.
Like other family members, Warren suffered from severe arthritic pain quite early in his life. This prompted a move to Cave Creek, Arizona near Phoenix, where the heat and dry air provided him some relief. In Phoenix he ran a business cleaning the exterior of mobile homes and also worked as a mechanic at the Gainey Ranch, where he was responsible for keeping their fleet of golf carts up and running.
There was nothing he couldn't fix when it came to moving vehicles, and he drove them as well as he repaired them. He and Doris often went "for a drive." It was not unusual for them to knock on the door of his cousin, Erma, in Cleveland, stay long enough for a cup of coffee, then go back home. I once went for a ride with them on a Saturday morning. We ended up in the Renfrew Valley, Kentucky where we had a meal then came back to Michigan.
Warren inherited a good dose of the musical talent that ran in his family. No one could offer a better rendition of, "Old Man River" than Warren with his vibrant baritone. He passed away in his sleep on his wife's birthday in 1997. The world was better for his presence.
From 1952 to 1954 Warren served honorably in The United States Marine Corp. where he attained the rank of corporal; his service number was 1258048. After his discharge he returned home to Michigan where, on May 26, 1956 he married Doris Jean Tallon, his life-long love. They raised two children, a girl and a boy, at their home on Lincoln Street in Taylor, Michigan. Warren worked as a salesman for Sears, Roebuck Company for many years. He frequently augmented his income with his winnings at pool and billiards.
Like other family members, Warren suffered from severe arthritic pain quite early in his life. This prompted a move to Cave Creek, Arizona near Phoenix, where the heat and dry air provided him some relief. In Phoenix he ran a business cleaning the exterior of mobile homes and also worked as a mechanic at the Gainey Ranch, where he was responsible for keeping their fleet of golf carts up and running.
There was nothing he couldn't fix when it came to moving vehicles, and he drove them as well as he repaired them. He and Doris often went "for a drive." It was not unusual for them to knock on the door of his cousin, Erma, in Cleveland, stay long enough for a cup of coffee, then go back home. I once went for a ride with them on a Saturday morning. We ended up in the Renfrew Valley, Kentucky where we had a meal then came back to Michigan.
Warren inherited a good dose of the musical talent that ran in his family. No one could offer a better rendition of, "Old Man River" than Warren with his vibrant baritone. He passed away in his sleep on his wife's birthday in 1997. The world was better for his presence.