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Everyone loves unusual deaths and family genealogists are no exception. On my side of the family I am particularly enamored of the McClelland murders that made the newspapers all over the US, and the distant relative of my Dad's family, a young man from a made-themselves-rich family who ate lunch with his mother and sisters, then quietly went into the family barn and blew out his brains with a shotgun. That made all the papers in Quincy, Illinois.
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Today I found the tragic story of John Clinton Rutledge, a young man variously noted in census records as Clinton or John C. He was little Lottie Louise's brother and lived with his mother on the family farm in Collierville, Tennessee.
Tom Leatherwood's fabulous site had his death certificate. He fell from a pecan tree at his home, broke his neck and crushed his skull.
He was buried with his parents, Lottie and other members of his family in Bethany Christian Church Cemetery.
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