Fraser McKinnon Woodward

Fraser McKinnon Woodward, born in Houston on September 22, 1981 to Dr. William Robinson Woodward and Mary Suttles Woodward died unexpectedly on Friday, April 24, 2009. Fraser grew up in Austin and graduated from Westlake High School. She studied painting and jewelry at the Instituto de Allende in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, and was currently completing her degree at St. Edwards University. Fraser was a natural beauty whose free spirit and genuine personality could light up a room. She was a passionate individual and an accomplished artist who loved history, music, horses, and the outdoors. Fraser treasured her time with family and friends, and will be painfully missed. She was preceded in death by her grandparents, Dr. Walter McClellan Woodward and Mary Robinson Woodward ("Mammaw") and Robert Earl Clevenger. Fraser is survived by her parents, her brother, William Robinson Woodward Jr, her sister, Morgan Gibbs Woodward, grandmother, Susan Winton Clevenger, many aunts and uncles, Katherine Suttles Wood and George Wood, Fraser Suttles Smith and Hatch Smith, Robert Earl Clevenger, Jr. and Cindy Clevenger, Susan Clevenger Thornhill and Gabe Thornhill, Mary Lee Woodward Nichols, Walter McClellan Woodward, Jr. and Leanne Woodward, the Reverend Mark Bush Woodward and Cindi Woodward. Her first cousins, more like siblings, are Alden and Caroline Wood, Cummings and Katherine Smith, Robby, Cary and Connie Clevenger, Curry Shoff, Gabriel and Travis Thornhill, Anne and Wilbourn Woodward, Samuel and Mary Catherine Woodward, and Andrew and Molly Nichols. Fraser also leaves behind lifelong friends Lauren, Katy, Leaia, Ollie, Abby, Aaron and her beloved lab, Oden. A memorial service will be held at 10:00 a.m. on Friday, May 1, 2009 at the Episcopal Church of the Good Shepherd, 3201 Windsor Road. In lieu of flowers, donations to the Town Lake Animal Shelter would be greatly appreciated. Ample make this bed Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight, Be its pillow round; Let no sunrise' yellow noise Interrupt this ground. Emily Dickinson