Philip Bowen

Philip George Bowen was born in Wiggins, MS on January 19, 1936 to Dale & Cleo Bowen. He married the love of his life, Priscilla Bowen on December 1, 1956 and had two daughters Cynthia and Ruth. He was a proud member of the U.S. Marines (retired) followed by the U.S. Air Force (retired) and eventually became an Engineer for Illinois Central Railroad. 

Mr. Bowen loved attending Bethesda Baptist Church, spending time with his family (and telling them when he was ready for them to leave), going to get coffee (with his senior discount) with friends, walks with his dog Abbie and of course TALKING. He loved to carry on a conversation with anyone, and it would be a long and entertaining conversation!

Mr. Bowen was proceeded in death by his beautiful wife of 67 years, Priscilla Bowen, Parents Dale Bowen, Sr & Cleo Smith Bowen, step mother Ruth Bowen, Brothers, Dale Bowen, Jr. and Walter Brock Bowen. As well as many other family and friends.

Mr. Bowen is survived by daughters, Cynthia Bowen Bailey (Steven) & Ruth Case. He leaves behind grandchildren, Christina Rushing (Michael), Kenneth Hall, Jr. (Ami), Nadine Teasley (Troy), Angela Davenport (Shay), Aaron Case (Vanessa), Casey Overstreet (Davy) and Matt Bailey. As well as Great-Grandchildren, Austin Clark (Alyssa), Braden Clark, Miley Clark, Megan Rushing, Amelia Hall, Emery Hall, Tate Teasley, Carter Teasley, Dawson Teasley, Olivia Teasley, Sarah Davenport, Smith Case, Cross Case, Addison Funderburk, Jason Funderburk, Kendall Bailey, Aiden Bailey & Hannah Bailey. His Great-Great-Grandchildren Ariah Clark and Levi Davenport.

To honor Mr. Bowen’s passion for helping others, in lieu of flowers, donations can be made to The Samaritan’s Purse in his name.

Psalms 91:

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust.” Surely, he will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his feathers and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you. You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked. If you say, “The Lord is my refuge, “and you make the Most High your dwelling, no harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent. “Because he[b] loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. He will call on me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.”