My grand uncle Homer, sheriff of Bosque Co, is the son of Thomas Jefferson Randal and Martha Mabray. He married Mary Caroline Collier on 6 May 1906 in Morgan, Bosque Co, TX. He was one of 11 children, 8 girls and 3 boys.
MERIDIAN TRIBUNE
Wednesday, March 31, 1915
The little city of Meridian was enveloped in a dark pall last Monday morning when the news was flashed over the town that one of her most popular and beloved citizens, Homer Randal, was dead. Then, to make it more shocking, it was stated that death had been brought about by his own hand. As to why he did it will remain ever an unexplained incident, a sealed mystery.
When Mrs. Randal arose a little after six Monday morning, she missed her husband and stepped out in the yard and called out to Mr. Will Cabler who was milking his cows nearby and ask him if he had seen anything of Homer. Mr. Cabler told her he had not. She said he was not about the house and she did not know what to think of his disappearance. Mr. Cabler told her that he guessed that he was out about the lot and went on with his milking. Soon he heard Mrs. Randal screaming. He ran to her and found that she had found Mr. Randal lying on his back behind the barn with a bullet through his brain and a pistol lying beside him.
A note was pinned to his clothes asking them not to notify any of his people outside of the county, but to bury him as soon as possible.
To the onlooker, Mr. Randal had everything to make life worth living, a strong virtuous manhood, a loving wife and sweet little girl and friends only numbered by those who knew him.
Funeral services were held at the Baptist Church Tuesday evening after which his body was buried in the Meridian cemetery by the Masons. George Randal, an old Meridian man and also a former county clerk, but now of Dallas, was at the funeral. The largest crowd of people that ever attended a funeral was in attendance.
"George Randal, an old Meridian man" mentioned in the obituary would have been Homer's 69 year old uncle, George Washington Randal from Dallas.
MERIDIAN TRIBUNE
Wednesday, March 31, 1915
The little city of Meridian was enveloped in a dark pall last Monday morning when the news was flashed over the town that one of her most popular and beloved citizens, Homer Randal, was dead. Then, to make it more shocking, it was stated that death had been brought about by his own hand. As to why he did it will remain ever an unexplained incident, a sealed mystery.
When Mrs. Randal arose a little after six Monday morning, she missed her husband and stepped out in the yard and called out to Mr. Will Cabler who was milking his cows nearby and ask him if he had seen anything of Homer. Mr. Cabler told her he had not. She said he was not about the house and she did not know what to think of his disappearance. Mr. Cabler told her that he guessed that he was out about the lot and went on with his milking. Soon he heard Mrs. Randal screaming. He ran to her and found that she had found Mr. Randal lying on his back behind the barn with a bullet through his brain and a pistol lying beside him.
A note was pinned to his clothes asking them not to notify any of his people outside of the county, but to bury him as soon as possible.
To the onlooker, Mr. Randal had everything to make life worth living, a strong virtuous manhood, a loving wife and sweet little girl and friends only numbered by those who knew him.
Funeral services were held at the Baptist Church Tuesday evening after which his body was buried in the Meridian cemetery by the Masons. George Randal, an old Meridian man and also a former county clerk, but now of Dallas, was at the funeral. The largest crowd of people that ever attended a funeral was in attendance.
"George Randal, an old Meridian man" mentioned in the obituary would have been Homer's 69 year old uncle, George Washington Randal from Dallas.
My grand uncle Homer, sheriff of Bosque Co, is the son of Thomas Jefferson Randal and Martha Mabray. He married Mary Caroline Collier on 6 May 1906 in Morgan, Bosque Co, TX. He was one of 11 children, 8 girls and 3 boys.
MERIDIAN TRIBUNE
Wednesday, March 31, 1915
The little city of Meridian was enveloped in a dark pall last Monday morning when the news was flashed over the town that one of her most popular and beloved citizens, Homer Randal, was dead. Then, to make it more shocking, it was stated that death had been brought about by his own hand. As to why he did it will remain ever an unexplained incident, a sealed mystery.
When Mrs. Randal arose a little after six Monday morning, she missed her husband and stepped out in the yard and called out to Mr. Will Cabler who was milking his cows nearby and ask him if he had seen anything of Homer. Mr. Cabler told her he had not. She said he was not about the house and she did not know what to think of his disappearance. Mr. Cabler told her that he guessed that he was out about the lot and went on with his milking. Soon he heard Mrs. Randal screaming. He ran to her and found that she had found Mr. Randal lying on his back behind the barn with a bullet through his brain and a pistol lying beside him.
A note was pinned to his clothes asking them not to notify any of his people outside of the county, but to bury him as soon as possible.
To the onlooker, Mr. Randal had everything to make life worth living, a strong virtuous manhood, a loving wife and sweet little girl and friends only numbered by those who knew him.
Funeral services were held at the Baptist Church Tuesday evening after which his body was buried in the Meridian cemetery by the Masons. George Randal, an old Meridian man and also a former county clerk, but now of Dallas, was at the funeral. The largest crowd of people that ever attended a funeral was in attendance.
"George Randal, an old Meridian man" mentioned in the obituary would have been Homer's 69 year old uncle, George Washington Randal from Dallas.
MERIDIAN TRIBUNE
Wednesday, March 31, 1915
The little city of Meridian was enveloped in a dark pall last Monday morning when the news was flashed over the town that one of her most popular and beloved citizens, Homer Randal, was dead. Then, to make it more shocking, it was stated that death had been brought about by his own hand. As to why he did it will remain ever an unexplained incident, a sealed mystery.
When Mrs. Randal arose a little after six Monday morning, she missed her husband and stepped out in the yard and called out to Mr. Will Cabler who was milking his cows nearby and ask him if he had seen anything of Homer. Mr. Cabler told her he had not. She said he was not about the house and she did not know what to think of his disappearance. Mr. Cabler told her that he guessed that he was out about the lot and went on with his milking. Soon he heard Mrs. Randal screaming. He ran to her and found that she had found Mr. Randal lying on his back behind the barn with a bullet through his brain and a pistol lying beside him.
A note was pinned to his clothes asking them not to notify any of his people outside of the county, but to bury him as soon as possible.
To the onlooker, Mr. Randal had everything to make life worth living, a strong virtuous manhood, a loving wife and sweet little girl and friends only numbered by those who knew him.
Funeral services were held at the Baptist Church Tuesday evening after which his body was buried in the Meridian cemetery by the Masons. George Randal, an old Meridian man and also a former county clerk, but now of Dallas, was at the funeral. The largest crowd of people that ever attended a funeral was in attendance.
"George Randal, an old Meridian man" mentioned in the obituary would have been Homer's 69 year old uncle, George Washington Randal from Dallas.
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