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Loredo Missouri "Tommie" Puckett Riedel Obituary

Lorado Missouri "Tommie" Puckett

Tommie Puckett Riedel Obituary, Ft. Worth Star-Telegram, Friday, September 15, 1944, Evening edition, Page 25

MRS. ED RIEDEL, 44, DIES AT AUSTIN HOME
AUSTIN, Sept. 15 (AP) -
Mrs. Ed Riedel, 44, wife of the first assistant state auditor, died at her home here Friday.
Mrs. Riedel had been ill for two months. Funeral arrangements have not been completed. She was a former resident of Fort Worth and San Angelo.

Ft. Worth Star-Telegram, Saturday, September 16, 1944, Page 3
AUDITOR'S WIFE DIES
AUSTIN, Sept. 15 (AP) -
Funeral rites will be held here Saturday for Mrs. Ed. F. Riedel, 44, who died Friday. A former resident of San Angelo and Fort Worth, Mrs. Riedel was the wife of the first assistant state auditor.
These researched on micro-film at Ft. Worth City Library by Judy Shubert


The following copy of an obituary (newspaper unknown) had a hand-written date of 9-13-44 at the bottom:

Mrs. Tommie Puckett Riedel, 44, wife of Ed. Riedel, first assistant state auditor, died at her residence, 1510 Riverside, in Fort Worth Friday, following an illness of several months. Mrs. Riedel formerly lived in San Angelo and Weatherford. Mr. Riedel was Tom Green County auditor before moving to Austin. He also is Past Commander of the Texas Department of the American Legion. Besides her husband, she is survived by one son, Charles Edward Riedel; her parents, Mr. and Mrs. H.V. Puckett of Blanchard, Oklahoma; one brother of Blanchard, Oklahoma; three sisters, Mrs. J.D. Gailey of Mineral Wells, Mrs. Edgar Ames of Aledo, and Mrs. Aubrey Morris of Mexia, Texas. - Newspaper clipping of obituary provided by Loweda Ames Wood.


The following was told to Judy Shubert by Maedelle and Vernelle Gailey:

Lorado "Aunt Tommie" Puckett was first married to William Boyd Kidwell. She later married Charles Edward Riedel. They lived in Austin and adopted a son. Aunt Tommie committed suicide in 1944 in their Austin home. Mother (Edna Gailey) , Aunt Lily (Morris) and Aunt Mildred (Ames) went to the funeral.

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