Carl Hutchinson

March 02, 1959 - December 13, 2025

Obituary

Carl Wesley Hutchinson II, a beloved husband and skilled mechanic, passed away peacefully at his home in Horatio, Arkansas, on December 13, 2025. Born on March 2, 1959, in San Francisco, California. Carl was a devoted family man and a respected member of his community.

He was the loving son of Salvator Sam Thomaselo and Vyvyen Wedgwood. Carl was married to his cherished wife, Tammy Hutchinson, who stood by his side through all of life’s journeys.

Carl earned his high school diploma and dedicated his career to the trade of mechanics, where his hard work and integrity were always evident. He faced his final days with courage and grace, receiving compassionate care through Elite Hospice.

Carl’s presence will be dearly missed by those who knew him. His family and friends will remember his strength, kindness, and the warmth he shared with those around him.

He is preceded in death by his parents Sam and Vyvyen, along with two brothers Robert and Leo.

Left to cherish his memory are his loving wife Tammy, children Rocky, Tim, Jason, Miranda, Contessa, Charles, Andy, Christin, Eric, Sarah, Heather, and Brandi; grandchildren Haylee, Lorenzo, Jeremiah, Erin, Kimberlee, Colton, Sierra, Mariah, Ashton, Tasha, Trayvon, Brynlee, Aubrey, Rylee, Josiah, Makia, KJ, and great grandchildren Kayden and AJ; his sister Cheryl, Aunt Ann and Aunt Debbie; and a host of nieces, nephews, other family and friends.

Arrangements are being handled by Tri-State Cremation and Funeral Services.

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Kimber May

Family • 3 months ago

My Poppy, was the kind of man who showed up for his people without hesitation, and loving him meant never questioning where I stood. He clapped louder than anyone else, every single time, so I never had to wonder who believed in me or who was in my corner. Some of my favorite memories are the simplest ones—riding in the car with him, music turned up, bumping “Car Fulla White Boys” or singing “Cocky” by Kid Rock like every drive was our own day in the studio. What I wouldn’t give for just one more ride like that. I miss him more than I can explain, and I can’t narrow my memories down to just one, because with a man like Poppy, every second together was something to be treasured. Poppy wasn’t just my poppy he was my best friend, my dad, my father figure. He taught me life lessons without ever forcing them, and somehow prepared me to face this world even without his navigation beside me. I carry those lessons with me every day as I strive to make him proud, to protect his legacy, and to never let it fade or allow a soul to tarnish the Hutchinson name. He lives on through me—through my heart, my soul, and my actions—and my admiration for him only grows with time. I hope and pray that one day, I can be even half the person he was.

Frankie prater

Friend • 4 months ago

During a lot hard times for him, and I, my brother always looked out for me, which I can appreciate the kindness he always showed me, Carl always stay loyal friend and I wish we would have got to spend more time together but maybe in another place he will be waiting for me and I will be looking for him. I love you Carl ,rest easy brother.