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Randi Paul Bird

March 5, 2019

Greensburg- Randi Paul Bird, 64, died March 5, 2019 at Albuquerque Heights Healthcare, Albuquerque, New Mexico. He was born December 31, 1954 in Greensburg, Kansas to Paul Allen and Dorothy E. (Debulyer) Bird. Randi graduated from Greensburg High School and earned a BS degree in History from Wichita State University. He taught History at Butler County Community College and wrote for many magazines and published some Science Fiction books. He returned to Greensburg to care for his parents until the 2007 tornado caused him to move his mother to Hutchinson, Kansas. After her death in 2009, Randi moved to Albuquerque. He was a member of the First United Methodist Church, Greensburg. He is survived by life-long friends Rod (Bev) Nash, Hutchinson and Ruthanne Nash Murphy (Tim Garrett) Little Rock, Arkansas. A memorial Graveside service will be 11:00 a.m. April 5, 2019 in Fairview Cemetery, Greensburg. Memorials are suggested to the R.P. Bird Final Expense Fund in care of Fleener Funeral Home, PO Box 41, Greensburg, Kansas 67054-0041.
About R P Bird- Professional writer since 1989. Author of the IN THE REALM OF THE GODS series and the SUZIE crime novels. But that’s not all: screenplays, short stories, fantasy, mysteries, varied nonfiction, and even chick lit. Crazy, but highly reliable. Can fix about anything.
Also highly skilled at caregiving from long experience.
Most memorable event?
I’d say the most startling event of my life was the Greensburg Tornado in 2007. The house was ripped apart around me. I was buried in the wreckage, but strangely, the wreckage wasn’t my enemy, but my friend. It kept my late mother, her two cats, and me alive by holding us fast against the tremendous screaming winds of the tornado. And then, silence. No sirens, no rescuers, just silence. I dug us out of the wreckage. Eventually, after a seemingly endless time in that silence, setting my poor demented mother in a salvaged chair and digging out the cats to set them in their carriers beside her, help arrived.

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