Pat H. Foley & Company

1200 West 34Th Street, Houston, TX


Allen G. Wagner

July 4, 1933May 14, 2019

Allen G Wagner, 85, passed away on May 14, 2019 in Houston, Texas. Allen was born July 4th, 1933 in Cramer, PA to Allen Grant Wagner and Martha Wagner. Allen worked for Southwestern Bell Telephone Co for over 30 years as a technician. He served in the United States Army during the Korean War. Allen had a passion for working with wood and building furniture. Allen also loved reading the bible, and he attended St. Matthews UMC in Houston, Texas. Allen is survived by his wife of 65 years, Wynona, Son Mark, and son John (wife Wilma). In lieu of flowers, please make donations to the charity of your choice.


  • Reception Saturday, May 25, 2019
  • Memorial Service Saturday, May 25, 2019


Allen G. Wagner

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Billy Wagner

May 18, 2019

One of my best memories of Uncle Al is him giving me my first firearm...a .22 rifle. I still have it to this day. Another hunting moment that comes to mind was...I remember being on a hunting trip when I was a teen with Daddy and Uncle Al. Uncle Al had just made a new sling for his deer rifle using a cord. It attached to the rear stock and would slip over the barrel. When you shouldered it, it would tightened up. At least that is what was supposed to happen. He let me use it that day. The tree stand was straight up about 30 feet. In those days, stands were made with nails or spikes and wooden steps along with a wooden seat in the fork of a tree. I had no problem shimming up the tree but when I tried to sit, the rifle butt bumped the tree...Well that rifle went sailing to the ground and hit butt first and settled against the tree. I slowly climbed down. I was in shock and scared at the same time. I knew when Daddy and Uncle Al came to pick me back up I was going to get it. The first thing that came out of Uncle Al's mouth was...that gun wasn't loaded was it....it was not..He was more concerned with my safety than his rifle. Needless to say, the scope was shattered. And besides having a memory to last a lifetime, I did get it that day. Uncle Al gave me that scope.