In Memoriam

Long after the years that Warren B. Sneed has been gone, the memories stay deep in our hearts. His endless optimism & vision for the future will remain a constant source of inspiration. His smile, to this day is contagious.

Memories of my brother inspire me daily - his zest for living life to the fullest and his passion for flying the Viper were second to none. Keep up the good work men - I love the flyby's and the National Anthem brings tears to my eyes!

Still miss you Jerky. I hope your family is doing well, they are always in my prayers.

Blue Skies

Hey Jerky, i wanted you to know that "our" wings are still flying strong!!! after we devided them 12 years ago, still holding them and thinking of you.

I'll never forget you my friend.

Warren was an amazing classmate and even more amazing human being. His displays of kindness and selflessness were endless. His smile lit up the hallways and his laughter was contagious. The Circleville Tigers will forever remember one of it's finest student athletes. Gone but not forgotten, Warren.

ocean of memories......blue skies ,sails high...

Warren ... you were just a young boy when you, Drake and your parents moved into the house next to ours in Carmel. To this day, I still remember your smile ... what an impish grin you had! My family misses you very much, and your parents still remain dear friends after all these years. I know you're still flyin' amongst the clouds, and with the angels. Find my Dad ... y'all can swap pilot stories.

If you were there you know what I mean.

Cheers Mate and Godspeed

Chewie

Bro - almost 14 years has gone by and not a day without thoughts of you - - will raise a drink in your honor!

Drake

Here's to the incredible cousin that I never got the chance to meet. Rest in peace Warren.

-Raegan

Warren - I just moved back to Phoenix, but this time on the northwest side near Luke AFB. What a joy it is to see them fly overhead ... and yet brings tears to my eyes thinking of you. I am positive you and my Dad have shared many stories about flying. I hear them right now, and smile thinking of you. You are missed very much.

Like many Zoomies who experienced Freefall at the Zoo in the summers, Reefer was often the PTWOB who was the last person between you and “the door” of the Twin Otter. I’ll never forget his cheesy smile as the first cadet jumped out on Reefer’s verbal command, and after about 10” he turned to the rest of us, and with a big yelp exclaimed, “It opened” (the parachute), as if he was surprised. I was up next and thought to myself, “What have I gotten myself into.” Although we never flew in the same Viper squadron together, I will always remember him for his smile and always-positive attitude.