Whenever death certificates are available online, I grab
them for anyone in my database. Most are rather mundane noting causes of death
like pneumonia, senility, heart attack. But when the cause of death includes
the word “HOMICIDE,” I need to know more. I need to keep looking. That’s what
family historians do.
Such is the case with poor ol’ Sarah Ellen Cash Oldaker
(1866-1938), granddaughter of Melinda Jollett (sister of my 3Xgreat-grandfather) and Thomas Marsh. Gunshot wound to the lungs and heart! At
home! My first thought was maybe her husband did it, but Benjamin Oldaker had
left Sarah Ellen a widow 6 years earlier.
The newspapers could not get enough of the murder story. And
with good reason. Look at those headlines.
Charleston Daily Mail 4 Feb 1938 |
Charleston Daily Mail 6 Feb 1938 |
Beckley Raleigh Register 20 May 1938 |
The news surely shocked the citizens of Putnam County,
West Virginia, in 1938.
The life of Sarah Ellen was cut short at the hands of her
own grandson, Everett Lee “Bob” McCoy. There she was, doing that grandmotherly
thing: fetching her grandson a glass of milk. And he shot her. In the back. Two of her grandchildren found her on the floor of the cellar.
So why did Bob do it?
For the money.Quote from State Police Corporal Paul Vasser from Kingsport Times 6 Feb 1938 |
Of course, Bob McCoy ran, but when he was caught, the
police found only $18 on him. Like any good criminal, he denied doing the deed.
Eventually, though, he confessed.
The scene at the hearing was like something out of a
movie. Three hundred people showed up prompting the magistrate to move the
hearing to the mortuary. Then the crowd was disappointed that the hearing
lasted only 3 minutes. However, the drama was not over. A plea of “guilty”
allowed charges of complicity against his parents, brother, sister, and brother-in-law
to be dropped. McCoy’s mother promptly fainted.
Bob McCoy was sentenced and sent to the county jail in Winfield
where he was put on a suicide watch.
from Charleston Gazette 21 May 1938 |
Even though McCoy had expressed remorse, he was not
content to stay in jail. On a hot day he and 4 others made their escape. Two of
the escapees were glad to be found – they were hungry and happy to return to
jail. Not Bob McCoy. He kept running. Twelve hours later he was found hiding under some
bushes.
From the county jail, Bob McCoy was transferred to Moundsville
Penitentiary in Marshall County, West Virginia to serve a life sentence. In the
1940 census, he was listed among the roughly 1500 inmates there.
Bob McCoy caught a break in his disastrous life in 1953
when miraculously the angels of authority smiled on him and granted him parole.
But McCoy being Bob McCoy, he could not leave well enough
alone.
He ran.
For two years, McCoy lived like a free man earning a
living as a dishwasher at West Side Lunch in Charleston, West Virginia. He
learned where the cash was kept. The temptation was too much.
On March 29, 1956, Bob McCoy broke into the restaurant
through a greasy exhaust fan and took the money. He gave some to his younger
brother John, some to a woman named Ruth Chittum, and some he hid for himself.
A bean bag for a hiding place? Bob McCoy was nothing if not resourceful.
One person’s disaster is another’s opportunity to
capitalize on it. Just days after the robbery, this ad appeared in the
Charleston Gazette:
Bob McCoy made himself a career criminal, but he really
wasn’t very good at it. He was caught in no time and charged. Ordinarily he
would have gotten a sentence of 1-10 years for the robbery, but violating his
parole made him ineligible for another. Therefore, he had to live out his life
sentence for the murder of his grandmother.
He died in 1970 of a heart attack and is buried in his
hometown of Buffalo, Putnam County, West Virginia.
from Charleston Daily Mail 4 Feb 1938 |
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bloggers and non-bloggers alike to think about our ancestors and share a story
or photo about them. The challenge is “52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks.”
Wendy
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Oh my goodness, what a story!! Sad that after he got paroled he still felt the need to steal and then ended up back in prison for the rest of his life. How different it all could have been if he realized with his time in prison that he never wanted to go back there after he was miraculously paroled! Sad story for your family though!
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Crikey! I wonder why he felt compelled to do these things - especially when he wasn't very good at them.
ReplyDeleteSuch a sad person with repeats of crimes in which he was caught. He didn't seem to learn from his mistakes. I'm researching a murder on a branch of my tree, but the southern family apparently didn't want it listed as such, so no charges were brought that I can find.
ReplyDeleteThere are characters in every tree! Wonder what makes one man learn and grow and another stays rooted in his ways?
ReplyDeleteYikes, what a story! My husband has an ancestor who was killed in her home with a hatchet!
ReplyDeleteGreat story and great detective work to put it all together for us to enjoy.
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