Dennis Wayne Bowling, born in Alton, Missouri, June 10, 1955, passed peacefully in slumber, September 22nd, 2024.
Dennis is preceded in death by his parents Gilbert and Fredia Bowling, sister Glenda Pollard, 2 brothers Robert and Ronald “Buck” Higgs, his oldest son Jason Corey, and his granddaughter Kyndra Bowling and a faithful companion Odie.
He is survived by his wife and best friend of 49 years, Tamey Bowling; son Jeremy Bowling (Bridget); daughter Jordyn Hillwick (Coleton), grandchildren Zakorey Bowling (Hope), Lauren Martin (Westin), Lexie Bowling (Tyler), Jeremiah Gilmartin; great grandchildren Jason Corey Jr., River Blake, Laynee Jo, Finley Kay. His faithful fur baby companions Rita, Rowdy, Mildred, Dozer and Betty White; cousins, nieces, nephews, countless friends and acquaintances.
Dennis spent a lifetime in the hills surrounding Hurley/Crane/Nixa, gathering friends, telling uproariously funny stories, and declaring “well I never” or “I want you to hush” and smiling, crescendo-ed . He enjoyed the outdoors, horseback riding, Rzr Riding, and being papa. “Hem-Roid” as Tamey affectionally called him, was henpecked mercilessly and he would race from Hurley to be with the sweet blonde girl in Nixa, who stole his heart. Silencing the naysayers, he and Tamey embarked on a life that had much love, staggering loss, wandering adventures and solid roots. Dennis raised sons, built businesses, and counted on Tamey to shoulder up when the going got going, good or bad. One could find Dennis with Tamey sitting on the porch, sweet tea in hand acknowledging folks at honked on their way by. You might catch him with his pup on one knee, vigorously rubbing the other while watching his great grandkids play. I guarantee you there is Grit TV blaring a western in the background, Den hollering “Tameeey” and the eminent arrival of someone wanting to spend little time with the man who didn't talk a lot but said so much. Assured he'd always had a smile on his face, and a comfortable kindness in his eye. In the past few years, his body began failing him and often he was in considerable pain. In the evenings he and Tamey would drive over to the cemetery on their golf cart. Occasionally a deer would graze while they quietly watched. Dennis found peace there and wanted to be laid to rest in Short Cemetery. When the sun sets low and the deer pull at the grass, remember Dennis. He's there and in the heavy air. He will continue on, in his growing family and in the memories we share. If consolation can be had for losing him too soon, it's that his pain is gone. His body is whole, and he is reunited with Jason and Kyndra.
Visitation will be Thursday September 26 from 6-8pm with Funeral services on Friday September 27th at 10 am both to be held at Westrip Funeral Home- 39670 MO-413, Crane MO 65633.
Burial will be at Short Cemetery in Hurley MO.
Dennis is preceded in death by his parents Gilbert and Fredia Bowling, sister Glenda Pollard, 2 brothers Robert and Ronald “Buck” Higgs, his oldest son Jason Corey, and his granddaughter Kyndra Bowling and a faithful companion Odie.
He is survived by his wife and best friend of 49 years, Tamey Bowling; son Jeremy Bowling (Bridget); daughter Jordyn Hillwick (Coleton), grandchildren Zakorey Bowling (Hope), Lauren Martin (Westin), Lexie Bowling (Tyler), Jeremiah Gilmartin; great grandchildren Jason Corey Jr., River Blake, Laynee Jo, Finley Kay. His faithful fur baby companions Rita, Rowdy, Mildred, Dozer and Betty White; cousins, nieces, nephews, countless friends and acquaintances.
Dennis spent a lifetime in the hills surrounding Hurley/Crane/Nixa, gathering friends, telling uproariously funny stories, and declaring “well I never” or “I want you to hush” and smiling, crescendo-ed . He enjoyed the outdoors, horseback riding, Rzr Riding, and being papa. “Hem-Roid” as Tamey affectionally called him, was henpecked mercilessly and he would race from Hurley to be with the sweet blonde girl in Nixa, who stole his heart. Silencing the naysayers, he and Tamey embarked on a life that had much love, staggering loss, wandering adventures and solid roots. Dennis raised sons, built businesses, and counted on Tamey to shoulder up when the going got going, good or bad. One could find Dennis with Tamey sitting on the porch, sweet tea in hand acknowledging folks at honked on their way by. You might catch him with his pup on one knee, vigorously rubbing the other while watching his great grandkids play. I guarantee you there is Grit TV blaring a western in the background, Den hollering “Tameeey” and the eminent arrival of someone wanting to spend little time with the man who didn't talk a lot but said so much. Assured he'd always had a smile on his face, and a comfortable kindness in his eye. In the past few years, his body began failing him and often he was in considerable pain. In the evenings he and Tamey would drive over to the cemetery on their golf cart. Occasionally a deer would graze while they quietly watched. Dennis found peace there and wanted to be laid to rest in Short Cemetery. When the sun sets low and the deer pull at the grass, remember Dennis. He's there and in the heavy air. He will continue on, in his growing family and in the memories we share. If consolation can be had for losing him too soon, it's that his pain is gone. His body is whole, and he is reunited with Jason and Kyndra.
Visitation will be Thursday September 26 from 6-8pm with Funeral services on Friday September 27th at 10 am both to be held at Westrip Funeral Home- 39670 MO-413, Crane MO 65633.
Burial will be at Short Cemetery in Hurley MO.
