In Loving Memory of Ronny Fenton
Ronny Fenton of Little Rock, Arkansas, passed peacefully into the arms of our Heavenly Father on January 19, 2026, at the age of 77. Born on November 11, 1948, Ronny lived a life rooted in love, laughter, and deep connections with family and friends.
Ronny found his greatest joy in the people closest to him and cherished the simple moments shared with those he loved. He was especially devoted to his beloved Yorkie, Wooky, who was a constant companion and source of comfort and happiness. Anyone who knew Ronny knew his heart was kind, loyal, and full of quiet strength.
He is survived by his daughter, Misty Johnson of Hensley, Arkansas, and his granddaughter, Ashlyn Heavner of Bryant. Ronny also leaves behind his sisters, Charslie Reedy of Sheridan, Arkansas and Lola Love of Cabot, Arkansas, along with many extended family members and friends who will miss him dearly.
Ronny was preceded in death by his love, Patricia McCarroll, whom he adored deeply. Together, Ronny and Patricia were known for their humor and companionship—a truly comical and loving pair whose bond was evident to all who knew them. Though Patricia preceded him in passing, Ronny continued to hold her close in his heart. He also lovingly embraced Patricia’s children, Mark Nichols and Terri Humbard along with their children.
He was also preceded in death by his father, Charles Edgar Fenton; his mother, Mary Ruth Schrader; his brothers, Robert, James, John, Rudy, and Tommy Fenton; and his sisters, Carolyn Grindstaff and Shirley Roberts.
Ronny did not wish to have a formal service. Instead, his family asks that his life be remembered through shared stories, fond memories, and the love he gave so freely. Today, we celebrate his life, his legacy, and the quiet but lasting impact he made on all who knew him.
Ronny will be greatly missed and forever loved.
Arrangements by A Natural State Funeral Service 2620 West Main Street, Jacksonville, Arkansas 72076. 501-982-3400. Online guestbook available at www.anaturalstatefuneralservice.com