SFC William David “Bill” Fowler

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SFC William David “Bill” Fowler Veteran

Birth
Troup, Smith County, Texas, USA
Death
29 May 1963 (aged 44)
San Antonio, Bexar County, Texas, USA
Burial
Whitehouse, Smith County, Texas, USA Add to Map
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Many thank yous to findagrave friend M&C for the very kind gesture of sponsoring my fathers site. It is greatly appreciated.

Sources:
Whitehouse Cemetery Survey
Death Certificate

U.S. Army, 23 years, he spent more than half his life in Army green. Now gone longer than he was on this earth.

A Veteran of World War II and Korea, he died at Brooke Army Medical Center, San Antonio.

Four of his five brothers served in either WWII or Korea or both. The other brother passed early. One nephew and one son served in Vietnam.

Grandfather of 2, stepgrandfather of 1, great grandfather of 3, step great grandfather of 2, great great grandfather of 1.

Graduate of Whitehouse High School.

When he was still pretty young, he was chopping wood, using a double bladed axe. On an upswing, the head came off of the axe and stuck in the top of his head. Bleeding, and I'm sure, scared and stunned, he started toward the house to get help. His mother was hanging out the laundry. She looked up and saw him and fainted. Daddy then had to continue on to the other side of the property to find his father to get the axe out of his head. If Daddy hadn't had that Fowler blonde hair, and if he had worn it some style other than a military style, probably, no one would have even seen the scar. We aren't talking about walking across the yard here to find his mother, then father. They were working on acreages of land.

My father's last year was at Brooke Army Medical Center. We would travel down there from Tyler every weekend. He was in a critical care unit and you had to be 12 years of age to visit. I was only 8 and later 9 at the time so I wasn't allowed in but orderlies and nurses would sneak me in to see him and hide me in a closet if a Doctor came around.

His remains came by train from San Antonio to Tyler, the train would have come with a few hundred feet of the the site where the shack he grew up in and was probably born in had been. That structure no longer existed.



Many thank yous to findagrave friend M&C for the very kind gesture of sponsoring my fathers site. It is greatly appreciated.

Sources:
Whitehouse Cemetery Survey
Death Certificate

U.S. Army, 23 years, he spent more than half his life in Army green. Now gone longer than he was on this earth.

A Veteran of World War II and Korea, he died at Brooke Army Medical Center, San Antonio.

Four of his five brothers served in either WWII or Korea or both. The other brother passed early. One nephew and one son served in Vietnam.

Grandfather of 2, stepgrandfather of 1, great grandfather of 3, step great grandfather of 2, great great grandfather of 1.

Graduate of Whitehouse High School.

When he was still pretty young, he was chopping wood, using a double bladed axe. On an upswing, the head came off of the axe and stuck in the top of his head. Bleeding, and I'm sure, scared and stunned, he started toward the house to get help. His mother was hanging out the laundry. She looked up and saw him and fainted. Daddy then had to continue on to the other side of the property to find his father to get the axe out of his head. If Daddy hadn't had that Fowler blonde hair, and if he had worn it some style other than a military style, probably, no one would have even seen the scar. We aren't talking about walking across the yard here to find his mother, then father. They were working on acreages of land.

My father's last year was at Brooke Army Medical Center. We would travel down there from Tyler every weekend. He was in a critical care unit and you had to be 12 years of age to visit. I was only 8 and later 9 at the time so I wasn't allowed in but orderlies and nurses would sneak me in to see him and hide me in a closet if a Doctor came around.

His remains came by train from San Antonio to Tyler, the train would have come with a few hundred feet of the the site where the shack he grew up in and was probably born in had been. That structure no longer existed.


Inscription

TEXAS SFC U.S.Army - W.W.II