Robert Elliott Buffalo

Robert Elliott Buffalo, 81, of Carlisle, died peacefully in his sleep on Saturday, Sept. 16, 2023.

With the exception of a few years during elementary school, Robert was a lifelong resident of Carlisle, living on his family’s farm five miles south of town. 

Robert was a 1959 graduate of Carlisle High School. He served several years in the Arkansas Army National Guard while also working on the family farm with his father, Robert Milton Buffalo. 

Robert met his wife Rose Mary on a blind date in early 1964. They were married Dec. 19, 1964 in North Little Rock and were together until Rose Mary left her earthly body on July 28, 2008.

Robert farmed with his father for years before retiring about 15 years ago. Robert continued to stay busy, working for the Parker Farms for several years, while also collecting metal to recycle as well as taking out beaver dams. 

Robert is preceded in death by his wife Rose Mary, his parents Robert and Dorothy and his daughter-in-law Linda Buffalo. He is survived by sister Janice Gooch and husband Jim of Forrest City and brother Richard and wife Dianne of Carlisle; his three children: daughter Carole Acord and husband Clay of Little Rock, son Mark Buffalo of Cabot and son Jonathan Robert Buffalo and his wife Hopalynn of Carlisle. He was Grandpa/P-Paw to four grandchildren: Devon Jacob, Heather Rose, Mary Elisabeth and Kaitlyn Mychelle Buffalo.

Visitation is Saturday, Sept. 23, at Westbrook Funeral Home in Hazen at 1 p.m. with the funeral service to follow at 2:00 p.m. in the Westbrook Funeral Home Chapel. Burial will be in Old Carlisle Cemetery.

9 thoughts on “Robert Elliott Buffalo”

  1. Lesley and Tony Cooper

    Our deepest condolences to the entire family. We are sending our prayers for peace and comfort up continually.

    1. Janice and Duckie, so sorry for your loss. I have so many fond memories of Robin and our younger years in”the neighborhood “. Your family was very good friends, especially for Dorothy and mother. I will miss you Saturday as I have previous commitment.

  2. Amelia Fowler Hammaker

    Growing up, Uncle Robin and Aunt Rosie were like second parents to me and my siblings. We spent many hours in the great big rambling farm house watching our parents play card games until the wee hours of the morning. Then we celebrated and loved their new house built on the lot nearby. We spent many scary evenings huddled in their storm shelter as the unpredictable storms passed over Carlisle. Uncle Robin may have had a gruff exterior at times but inside he was just a softie. I will greatly miss my second parents that helped me through many teenaged angsts.

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