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Pinecrest Funeral Home & Memorial Park

7401 Highway 5 N, Alexander, AR

OBITUARY

Archie B. Patrick Jr.

June 16, 1930July 23, 2020
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Archie B. Patrick entered his heavenly home on Thursday, July23rd, following a lengthy illness. After a lifetime spent as an athlete, hunter, fisherman, gardener, and educator, he accepted nine years of disability with the same dignity and grace with which he lived his 90-year life. He loved God. He loved his country and was willing to fight for the many freedoms his forefathers had died for. He loved, honored and respected his parents and the childhood sweetheart he chose to be his 70- year life partner in marriage.

Archie "Pat" was born in Oklahoma, to Archie B Patrick, Sr. and Anna Catherine McWhirt, on June 16, 1930. He grew up in a family with six sisters. He moved to Arkansas at an early age. He graduated from Malvern High School where he earned first team, all-state honors as a right guard and line-backer on the football team. (After his third spine surgery he joked that he should have played in the band as his mother wanted him to do!).

After high school graduation Pat earned a football scholarship at the University of Arkansas. A knee injury and the Korean War ended his football playing days. He joined the United States Marine Corps in 1952, serving in the Korean Conflict until the war ended. Before leaving for Korea, Pat married Henrietta "Retta" Ball with the promise to both parents, that the young couple would continue their education when the war ended. As promised, Pat and Retta completed undergraduate degrees at Henderson State Teachers College, Masters Degrees at the University of Oklahoma, and administrative certification at the University of Arkansas.

Pat coached football, basketball and track at Horatio, Gould, Star City, and McClellan High School in Little Rock. Following his coaching and teaching career, he became a principal in Pulaski County Special School District, serving at Mabelvale Jr. High, Fuller Jr. High and high schools and Robinson High School. He retired in 1987 after 18 years at Robinson High. As a coach, classroom teacher, or administrator, Pat’s philosophy remained the same: Do your best—win or lose; follow the rules; accept responsibility for your actions; and treat others the way you want to be treated. He lived his life the same way. Pat recognized the fragility of young people. He found it unnecessary to raise his voice, whether correcting a player or student, he would call him or her to the side and quietly point out the problem and solution.

Pat enjoyed pick-up trucks, basset hounds, camping, hunting, fishing and gardening. When his health no longer allowed him to participate in these activities he enjoyed sharing pictures of his gardens and the vegetables he raised with his friend Phil Heyer.

The family wishes to thank the many ex-students, teachers, and friends, who continued to remain in-touch throughout Pat’s years of disability. Special thanks goes to Bro. Gary Lambright, Pastor, and the congregation of Park Place Baptist Church in Bryant for their prayers and support.

A visitation for family and friends will be held Monday, July 27, 2020 from 9:00 AM to 9:45 AM at Pinecrest Funeral Home, 7401 Highway 5 N, Alexander, AR 72002. A graveside service will occur Monday, July 27, 2020 at 10:00 AM at Forest Hills Memorial Park, 10200 Highway 5 North, Alexander, Arkansas. In lieu of flowers, donations may be made to: Park Place Baptist Church, P. O. Box 716, Bryant, AR 72089.

Services

  • Visitation for Family and Friends

    Monday, July 27, 2020

  • Graveside Service

    Monday, July 27, 2020

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Shari Trinca

July 27, 2020

I met Mr Patrick and his wife in November 2019. He was a kind, friendly man. I enjoyed hearing his stories and seeing his great love for Mrs Patrick. I know he is in heaven with God , his beloved friends and family. Well done faithful sevant. I look forward to seeing Mr Patrick again.

Cindy Owen

July 26, 2020

My memories of Mr. Pat are many. Every other Friday, I would help Mrs. Rhetta with cleaning her house. Mr. Pat and I would have conversations about the deer at my house. We always have a large herd. In the springtime he would ask me how many fawns we had. He also told me about the ones he and Mrs. Rhetta would feed. He loved the outdoors, and I loved to listen to him tell me of his adventures. When he told of his adventures, he never failed to have a smile. He got quite a kick of the scare I got when I had been in his office at home cleaning. I was very involved with getting things cleaned on one side of the office and turned around and there sat as large as life a mountain lion he had killed and mounted. It scared me to death. He laughed and laughed with that deep barrel laugh he had. His dedication to Rhetta did not go unnoticed. He loved her dearly and bragged on her all the time. His love for the Lord was in many of our conversations. He will be one of the people I look for when the Lord calls me home. Till we meet again, sir.

Adam Boyd

July 26, 2020

I remember as a kid stumbling across Uncle Pat's taxidermy workshop. At first he might have seemed a little annoyed that my little brother and I had so many questions but then I could tell how excited he was to talk about the animals and the process. He sparked an interest for me with animals. I'll miss you Uncle Pat.

David Nix

July 26, 2020

At 69, more memories have left than remain but I challenged myself to recall my first recollection of the many memories I have of Pat. It was circa 1956 and I was five. My mother (Retta's sister), my dad and I had traveled to Horatio to watch Coach Patrick's football team play. As we were preparing to leave for home, my mom accidentally slammed my fingers in the car door. After opening the door, I lit afoot in great haste going somewhere. I didn't know where I was going but I was going to get there in a hurry. Pat corraled me and told me that it wasn't that bad. His players get hurt worse than that all the time and they just throw a handful of dirt on it and move on to the next play. I vividly remember Mother cringing as I squatted and began rubbing dirt onto my bloody fingers. I suppose even at that age, I recognized how authoritative Pat's voice was. I was receiving a magic formula. Thanks Coach! To this day, I often wonder if throwing a handful of dirt on something just might help.

Cindy Nix-boyd

July 25, 2020

My Unc Pat was a beloved man throughout my life! He shared stories on his hunting & fishing trips as well as talked of how best to garden.
I will miss MY UNC very much & would like to thank all those who have helped him & my beloved Aunt REtta throughout his medical difficulties both past & recent. The family thanks u very much 1 & all.
Good-bye Unc Pat I Love U Very Much

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