of Harrison, AR
January 19, 1964 - December 23, 2025
Wallace Glen Casey, age 61, of the Harrison area, went to his heavenly home on Tuesday, December 23, 2025. Wallace was born on January 19, 1964, in Harrison, to Wallace ''Gene'' and Phyllis Casey.
A master electrician by trade, he wired countless homes throughout Boone County and was known for his skill, dependability, and work ethic. Wallace deeply loved his Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, and spent many hours studying God's Word. He devoted part of his life to serving others through teaching Sunday school and preaching. In quieter moments, he found joy in gardening.
Wallace is survived by his wife of 37 years, Barbara Jean Casey; his mother, Phyllis Casey; sister and brother-in-law, Linda and Robert Dodson; brothers and sisters-in-law, Ryan and Augusta Casey, Joey and Jessica Casey, and Anthony and Jennifer Casey, sister-in-law Karen Williams, brother-in-law and sister-in-law Alan and Janet Risley; nieces, Lauren Risley and Randi Allen; his nephews, Ethan Risley and Jacob Allen; his great-niece, Zoe; and many other beloved nieces and nephews.
He was preceded in death by his father, Gene Casey and brother David Casey.
Service will be at 11:00 AM, January 3, 2026, at Roller-Christeson Funeral Home with visitation one hour prior.
Interment will be at Crossroads Cemetery, Deer, Arkansas.
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5 Condolence(s)
Steve Collins
Tuesday, January 6, 2026
Phyllis, I am so sorry for your loss. Prayers for comfort and peace.
Randy and Kellie Vancuren
Tuesday, January 6, 2026
Barbara we are so sorry to hear of Wally's passing. He was such a great friend, neighbor and Christian. He will be missed. May the Lord comfort you and give you peace.
Randy
Thursday, January 1, 2026
Sorry for your loss
James snow
Wednesday, December 31, 2025
New him well was good I think very highly of him
Beverly Joe Vaughn
Wednesday, December 31, 2025
So very sad to hear about Wallace‘s death. All of you, his family, are in my thoughts and prayers.
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