We are heartbroken by the sudden loss of our beloved Chuck Phifer — a devoted husband, father, and friend. (Read eulogy below)
As we navigate this incredibly difficult time, we’re reaching out for support to help us honor his life with the celebration he deserves, and to ease the unexpected financial burdens left behind.
All contributions will go toward covering the many costs tied to Chuck’s passing: medical and hospital bills, cremation services, memorials in both Texas and Arkansas, travel for family, time off work, and ongoing expenses for his wife, Karen, and sons, Jake and Cody — including legal fees, debt, car payments, and household utilities.
Every donation, no matter the size, brings comfort and support as we grieve and remember a man who meant so much to so many.
Chuck Phifer will be missed by all. All proceeds will go to his memorial and funeral arrangements.
In Loving Memory of Earl “Chuck” Brown Phifer
April 6, 1958 – May 31, 2025
With heavy hearts but full of stories, jokes, and deep gratitude, we remember Earl “Chuck” Brown Phifer, who passed away suddenly on May 31, 2025, at the age of 67. He left this world in one of his favorite places—his lawn—doing what he did best: taking care of his corner of the world, one perfectly mowed strip at a time.
Chuck was born in Stuttgart, Arkansas, a place he lovingly called his slice of heaven. There, he grew up surrounded by family, lifelong friends, and the beloved deer camp where some of his best stories began. Though he eventually made a home in Flower Mound, Texas, with his wife Karen, his Arkansas roots never left him—and neither did that unmistakable southern drawl.
Chuck was many things: a husband, father, grandfather, friend, fisherman, storyteller, Razorback loyalist, and world-class smartass. He beat a stroke with the same grit and humor he lived every day with, joking with the doctors before they could ask their first question.
Chuck’s greatest pride was his family. He leaves behind his incredible wife Karen, who is currently undergoing her own battle with cancer and whose strength matches his own. He is also survived by his sisters Sherry, Vicki (Robert) and Tracy (Steve), sons Jake (Brittney) and Cody (Tay), and his granddaughter, Dallas Jean—a four-month-old baby girl who completed his world. Meeting her was his final wish come true.
To know Chuck was to be entertained, to laugh until you cried, and to feel like part of the story. Whether at home cheering on his Razorbacks, at Spike Buck Club with the boys, or frying up the best bass you’ve ever tasted after a morning out on Lake Grapevine, Chuck lived every moment with passion, loyalty, unmatched humor… and “practical spending”.
He’d tell you to “quit makin’ a fuss over him”—but we’re going to do it anyway. Because losing him leaves a space that only his stories, his jokes, and his voice could fill.
We’re certain he’s already playing 18 holes with Pop, sipping something cold and cooking up a fish fry for the friends who went before him. Save us a seat, Chuck.
