Gentry Taggart Wilson

Gentry inherited his grandfather's itchy foot. Though born in Houston, Gentry shortly thereafter moved to Charlotte, NC with his mother. There he gained a new family. After a few years in Charlotte, he and his parents moved to Lolo, Montana where he and his dad loved to walk along the only set of train tracks in the area and in snow deeper than he was tall. The next move brought him back to his hometown of Houston. He attended Sharpstown Christian School, Sharpstown Middle School, High School for Law Enforcement & Criminal Justice and Sharpstown High School. While at Sharpstown High School he was on the debate team and concentrated his studies in computers. Ironically he “taught” the computer teachers the then new concept of web design, which ultimately became his career. The itch continued and took him to Hoboken, NJ where he was employed by Bowne International in their web design department. He also became a volunteer emergency medical technician, which gave him great satisfaction of helping people in distress. He returned to Houston in 2001 to help with the care of his father. In Houston, he continued in web designed along with dabbling in many other enterprises.

With his larger than life personality and heart as big as the great outdoors, Gentry always looked at the lighter side of life through humor. He never heard a pun he didn't like. He never stopped learning, and continuously used his debate skills to liven up most any discussion he had with others. He loved people, cars, watches, guns, movies, giving, Star Wars and of course rubber duckies.

He was the loving son of Ronnie & Lani Wilson. Gentry is survived by his parents, four brothers - Brian, David and Doug Wilson and Tim Sewell - along with one sister - Alecia Sewell House. He is also survived by his great

aunt Anna Mae Cain, great uncle and aunt Max and Glenda Taggart, uncle and

aunt Fred and Karen Koerner, uncle and aunt Larry and Yidong Taggart, uncle and aunt Pat and Patty Carr, great uncle Jack Wilson, aunts Darla Wilson, Cathy and Betty Sue French, uncle and aunt Bobbie and Marlene Kilgore, along with nine cousins and eight nieces and nephews.

We all know how he hated expired food. He loved as much as he could and he hated hating. He hopes that he left this world a better place than when he came in to it. He will miss those he loved and will be missed by those who loved him.