Ivan Lewis Pendergraft

August 16, 1941March 26, 2019

Ivan Lewis Pendergraft, 77, of Pea Ridge passed away Tuesday, March 26, 2019. He was born August 16, 1941 in Kosse, Texas to the late Roger Franklin Pendergraft and Annie Laura Clawson Pendergraft. He proudly served his country as a member of the Army National Guards of Texas and Arkansas. Mr. Pendergraft retired following a long career as a diesel mechanic to enjoy fishing, firearms, camping and travelling. He was a member of Pentecostals of Northwest Arkansas, NRA and the Rogers Gun Club. Survivors include his loving wife of 28 years, Leota Pendergraft; his daughter, Debbie Landis of Gravette; 3 sons, Doug Pendergraft (Jamie) of Florida, Rick Pendergraft (Virginia) of Fort Smith and Butch Spencer (Felicia) of Conway; 9 grandchildren; 16 great-grandchildren; a great-great-grandchild; numerous extended family members and dear friends. A Memorial Celebration of Life will begin at 10 am April 19, 2019 at Pentecostals of Northwest Arkansas, 2200 S 13th St in Rogers. Arrangements are under the care of Rollins Funeral Home in Rogers. Online condolences may be expressed at


19 April

Memorial Celebration of Life

10:00 am

Pentecostals of Northwest Arkansas

2200 South 13th Street
Rogers, Arkansas


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Carol Watts

March 28, 2019

There are so many wonderful memories of Uncle Lewis that will always be treasured. There were many times, when I was a child, Uncle Lewis would come to Camp Mabry in Austin. On his way home to Houston, he'd stop by - often unannounced. We'd hear a commotion out front, look out the window and the squeals of delight would begin to echo thru the house; for Uncle Lewis would be pulling up in front of our house in the big ole blue Army bus. Don't know who was more embarassed - us, for our neighbors to see that ugly ole bus or Uncle Lewis, for having to drive it halfway across the state of Texas. The two of us have laughed about it for years now. He loved swinging us kids on the tire swing or take a truck load of youngsters to 7-11 for a slurpee on our visits at Grandma's. What a joy it always was to see him, Aunt Lola and the boys. So thankful that my last visit with him (and Aunt Leota) was just a few years ago. I already miss his infectious laughter. He was the best uncle in the world. I love you! - your niece, Carol