On Sunday February 15th I got a phone call from my Mother that my father A. Kelly Pruitt had passed away early that morning at 5am. He was buried in a private cematary on a good friend's ranch a few hours later wrapped in his bedroll. She said that he had passed away quietly with a friend holding his hand as he slipped from this life on to the next.
It was later when we called my dad's friend and asked what had happened what had happened that he told us the story. He said that my dad had suffered from a heart attack ten days before while he was out shoeing a horse on the ranch in Persideo Texas. He had laid there until he was found in the horse correll when on of his fiends came out to check on him. His dogs were laying on him.
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