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- Notes from WFT Vol 2, Tree 2833: R. L. Ingle died August 17 1928. The next issue of the Grandview Tribune had the following story (in part):
R. L. Ingle Succumbs While on Way Home
Many hearts were saddened when it became known that a message had been received in Grandview Saturday night announcing the death of R. L. Ingle near Holbrook, Arizona, Saturday evening August 17.
Mr. and Mrs. Ingle accompanied by Mrs. Ingle's sister, Mrs. W. M. Mercer of Mayperl, left Grandview four weeks ago on a vacation visit at Post City and El Paso, Texas, and points in California, in a new car, which Mr. Ingle had purchased just a few days before the contemplated trip.
On their way home they had reached Holbrook, Arizona, Saturday afternnon at 5 o'clock and had camped there for the night. The party started out on a sight-seeing tour of the beautiful natural scenery surrounding the town, including Painted Desert. They had not gone a great distance and had ascended up the side of a mountain only a short ways when Mr. Ingle was suddenly stricken and within ten minutes was dead. Mr. Ingle had submitted to a physical examination a few days before he left Grandview and was pronounced physically fit in every way for the contemplated trip by the examining physician. He had done all of the driving to California and to various sections of interest in that state, and being a great admirer of natural scenery, did much walking. It is believed that over-exertion for one of his age and the sudden change from low to high altitude superinduced heart failure, the immediate cause of death.
One receiving the message Saturday night one of his sons, O. S. Ingle of Austin, left at once for Holbrook to accompany his mother and her sister home.
From Robert Davis, R. L.'s grandson and namesake:
Many times my grandmother related the above story to me. She was not a woman of the world. Did not drive a car, didn't shop for groceriees, but was a stay-at-home, housewife, as many women were in her time. Her major social outlet was the Methodist church and the Eastern Star, the women's counterpart of the Masonic Lodge.
She told me that when my grandfathe collapsed while climbing up a large rock in the Painted desert, she bowed her head and said, "Lord, send me a Mason." When she looked up a man walked up to her and said, "Lady, do you need help?" He was a Mason and was a great help to her at this trying time in her life.
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1863 - 1928 (64 years)
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