Randy Hull Jr Moses Lake WA Obituary, Death: With broken hearts and tear-filled eyes, we mourn the passing of Randy Hull Jr., a beloved member of the Colfax and Moses Lake communities, whose life was filled with grit, grace, and an unwavering devotion to the people and animals he loved.
Born and raised in Colfax, Washington, Randy embodied the values of rural life—honesty, loyalty, and strength. He found his calling in agriculture and livestock, eventually working at Central Washington Livestock, Inc. in Moses Lake, where he was known not only for his knowledge and experience, but also for his generosity and leadership.
Randy’s roots ran deep in the soil of the Pacific Northwest. After graduating high school, he attended Washington State University in Pullman, where he further deepened his understanding of the land, animals, and people he would serve throughout his life. He was proud of his WSU education, and even more proud to put it to work in service of the community he loved.
But Randy was far more than his job title. He was a brother, a father, a friend, and a mentor. He lived life with intention, always ready to lend a hand, give honest advice, or crack a joke when it was needed most. He was a man of his word, someone who could be counted on through thick and thin. And when he loved you, you knew it—fiercely and without condition.
Those who knew Randy knew a man full of quiet strength, deep empathy, and a deep-seated passion for the western way of life. He was a cowboy in every sense of the word—not just in his boots and hat, but in his soul. He respected the land, honored tradition, and carried himself with an integrity that was both rare and admirable.
Crystal Mothershead shared heartfelt words that captured the complexity and beauty of their bond: “We have lost two amazing men, Randy Hull Jr., you were my brother from day one. We did not always see eye to eye, but I loved you dearly… Rest easy, Cowboys. Until we meet again.”
It’s in those kinds of bonds—complicated, real, and full of love—that Randy’s legacy is most deeply rooted. He didn’t pretend to be perfect, and he didn’t ask anyone else to be. He loved fiercely and lived authentically, building relationships that withstood the test of time and trial.
Aubree Skone also shared touching words that highlight Randy’s powerful role in so many lives: “Randy Hull Jr. played a significant role and purpose in our lives. Thank you for showing us deep love, commitment, believing in us and bringing out the greatness in us we weren’t able to see ourselves. I will forever cherish Randy introducing me deeper into the rodeo world, educating me on horse sales, blessing me with two other siblings, and constantly encouraging me to chase the greatness. Until we meet again, Ran Man.”
Through his deep involvement in the rodeo world, Randy didn’t just participate—he inspired. He was a guide and teacher, sharing his wisdom with humility and patience. He encouraged others to be bold, to follow their instincts, and to never back down from a challenge. Whether it was horse sales, livestock auctions, or life’s personal battles, Randy led with both skill and heart.
The loss of Randy has left a silence where there once was laughter, strength, and unshakable presence. For his family, friends, co-workers, and those whose lives he touched—this is a grief that cuts deep. But in our mourning, we also celebrate his life. We honor a man who stood tall through life’s storms, who lifted others even when carrying his own burdens, and who lived honestly and fully every single day.
To Bonnie Hamlin, who stood by Randy and shared years of love and companionship, we offer our heartfelt gratitude for the light you brought into his life. You loved him well, and he knew it.
To Randy’s extended family, and all those he called “his people,” know that his spirit lives on in each of you. Every time you saddle a horse, walk through the barn, share a laugh, or help someone in need—you honor his name.
As we try to navigate this world without him, let us remember what he taught us: to work hard, love deeply, laugh often, and never forget where you came from. Let us carry his memory forward—not in sorrow, but in strength. Let us speak his name often, not with tears alone, but with gratitude for the time we were given.
Randy Hull Jr., you will be missed beyond what words can hold. But we will carry you with us—in dusty boots, in the roar of an auction ring, in the calm of an open field at sunrise. Your spirit will live on in every life you touched, in every story we share, in every lesson we pass on to the next generation.
