Obituary for Harold %EF%BF%BD%EF%BF%BD%EF%BF%BDBuck%EF%BF%BD%EF%BF%BD%EF%BF%BD Wayne Carlisle

Harold “Buck” Wayne Carlisle

Harold “Buck” Wayne Carlisle

Oct 27th, 1953 - Apr 14th, 2022
Oct 27, 1953
Apr 14, 2022
Dec 31, 1969 6:00 pm
Visitation Location:
Apr 18, 2022 2:00 pm
Survived by:
Connie Streetman Carlisle, his wife of 48 years.
To her he would say “forever just ain’t long enough”.
He was immensely proud of his children and grandchildren and is survived by
Brad and wife Amy of Brighton, TN
Brett and wife Erika of Lake Charles, LA
Kevin and wife Tabitha of Start, LA
10 grandchildren:
Anna Brooke
along with a host of nieces, nephews, and treasured friends
Donnie Bartlett
Clint Carlisle
Ronnie Lord
Dewayne Richardson
Kerry Roach
David Robinson
Justin Streetman
Ricky Streetman
Dr. Mark Fenn and Patrick Petrus

Biography: Harold “Buck” Wayne Carlisle passed away peacefully at home in his sleep on April 14, 2022. Buck was a member of First Baptist Church in West Monroe. 
While it brings us the greatest personal sadness, we find comfort in our faith and long for our eternal reunion.

Buck was born in Atlanta, Texas, on October 27, 1953, to the late Gerald and Catherine Carlisle. Raised in Arcadia, LA, he excelled at sports and was affectionately nicknamed “The Thunderbolt” by the local newspaper. His love of sports carried over to his career. Where after graduating from Louisiana Tech, he went into teaching and coaching at Arcadia High School then Ruston High School.
From there, he changed careers and went to work for his father-in-law, Murry Streetman, at Rayville Mfg/Southern Tool/American Machinery and later moved to Monroe Warehouse. Eventually, he returned to his love of coaching and retired from Ruston Junior High. Along the way he made lifelong friends.

To know Buck was to know a good time and good laugh. He loved the outdoors, his family, and his friends, combining them every chance he could, usually in the form of a “project” that required some help from those he loved. He enjoyed hunting, fishing, gardening, and campfires on his farm in Arcadia and later on Ashbrook Island. His infectious personality and uncanny ability to recall one-liners, “Buck-isms” as we call them, could elicit a smile from anyone. He loved life and his light shone bright. We will miss him dearly.

Right by his side every step of the way was Connie Streetman Carlisle, his wife of 48 years. To her he would say “forever just ain’t long enough”. 
He was immensely proud of his children and grandchildren.