Randolph James Fales

Heartland Cremation - Randolph James Fales

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Randolph James Fales, 56, of Kansas City, Missouri passed away August 31, 2016. Mr. Fales was born December 24, 1959 in Midland, Michigan.

He was preceded in death by parents Harley and Dorothy Fales and brother Thomas Fales.

Survivors include brothers and sisters; Sally Howard (Andover, KS), Karen Fleming (Andover, KS), Allen Fales (Bay City, MI), John Fales (Sanford, MI), Nancy Norris (Towanda, KS), Jeffrey Fales (Sanford, MI), Marilyn Carsile (Texas), and Brenda McCulloch (Andover, KS).

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  1. Nancy Fales Norris on September 7, 2016 at 2:34 pm

    Will miss you baby brother, til we meet again. Love you!



  2. Jeff Fales on September 7, 2016 at 3:33 pm

    wish you the best brother til we meet again God bless



  3. Brenda McCulloch on September 7, 2016 at 5:18 pm

    I will promise to make them No-Bake Cookies in memory of you. Rest in peace. Until we meet again. Love ya



  4. Joann Lightfoot on September 8, 2016 at 1:18 pm

    Miss being able to see you at the family functions. Thank you for the laughs when you hooked up my computer and taught me the ins and outs of it. I’ll miss you. Rest in peace cousin!



  5. Mercedes Doell on November 29, 2024 at 3:14 pm

    With all due disrespect, I’m glad he’s gone. I was a victim of his for years. I know all of you loved him, sure, but Brenda can confirm that this man was dangerous. He deserves to be exactly where he is. I was raped by him from the ages of 5 to 6 years old. Your family memeber isn’t the saint you made him out to be. “Uncle Randy” is who he was to me growing up on the next street over in Redford, MI. My father used to teach him how to fix HIS computer, and found a TERABITE in the 90’s of Child Pornography. My father didn’t rat him out even after I told my dad what happened, verbatim, “I don’t wanna be the bad guy.”. I’m so glad he was loved by everyone around him. This man passed peacefully, yet after 14 years of therapy, he still lives rent free in my nightmares. When Brenda told me he passed, I was jealous that I couldn’t kill him myself as a grown woman. This man was the monster of my childhood, and my adult life. Rest easy, I guess.



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