Alan "Pat" Patrick Arbuckle

Alan Patrick “Pat” Arbuckle passed away at 69, peacefully in hospital on December 6, 2024, with family by his side. 

Pat was born on October 29, 1955, in Salt Lake City, Utah to parents Richard James Arbuckle and Mary Lorraine Smith. He was the 6th of 10 children. Pat grew up in Salt Lake City, Utah and Sacramento, California. He graduated from Luther Burbank High school, Sacramento and attended St. Patrick’s Seminary in Palo Alto and National University, Sacramento. He later moved to San Francisco, CA and lived and worked as the owner/operator of Beach Street Cafe in San Francisco and later as co/owner and proprietor of Bed and Breakfast establishments in San Francisco, CA and Gresham, OR. All together, He worked in the hospitality business for over 40 years. In June 2024, he moved to Roseville, CA. 

Pat is survived by his spouse, Stan Roman of 30 years; son Nicholas Wasley and Grandson Demetrie Roman,  Siblings Brian Arbuckle,

Leslie Ayers, Bruce Arbuckle, Jeff Arbuckle, Joan Thomas, Kathleen Oliver, John Arbuckle and Tom Arbuckle; also Uncles Orval Smith, and Gary Smith as well as numerous cousins, nieces and nephews. Pat is preceded in death by his parents Richard J Arbuckle and Mary Lorraine Smith and brother David Arbuckle.

Pat loved traveling and especially loved visiting Barcelona, Washington, D.C., Mexico City, Paris and Sicily.

He also loved chatting, watching movies, preparing incredible meals, reading and writing, He also loved hosting family and friends for informal dinners and holidays. He loved music and his favorite artists included Brian Wilson, Paul Simon, Etta James, Ray Charles, The Eagles, The Avett Brothers and many others.

Pat will be greatly missed by all who knew and loved him. He will be remembered for his loyalty, charm, his smile, his intelligence, his sense of humor, his insight and sometimes …his stubbornness.

No Hard Feelings

Song by The Avett Brothers   Lyrics

When my body won't hold me anymore

And it finally lets me free

Will I be ready?

When my feet won't walk another mile

And my lips give their last kiss goodbye

Will my hands be steady when I lay down my fears, my hopes, and my doubts?

The rings on my fingers, and the keys to my house

With no hard feelings

When the sun hangs low in the west

And the light in my chest won't be kept held at bay any longer

When the jealousy fades away

And it's ash and dust for cash and lust

And it's just hallelujah

And love in thought, love in the words

Love in the songs they sing in the church

And no hard feelings

Lord knows, they haven't done much good for anyone

Kept me afraid and cold

With so much to have and hold

Mmm, hmm

When my body won't hold me anymore

And it finally lets me free

Where will I go?

Will the trade winds take me south through Georgia grain?

Or tropical rain?

Or snow from the heavens?

Will I join with the ocean blue?

Or run into a savior true?

And shake hands laughing

And walk through the night, straight to the light

Holding the love I've known in my life

And no hard feelings

Lord knows, they haven't done much good for anyone

Kept me afraid and cold

With so much to have and hold

Under the curving sky

I'm finally learning why

It matters for me and you

To say it and mean it too

For life and its loveliness

And all of its ugliness

Good as it's been to me

I have no enemies

I have no enemies

I have no enemies

I have no enemies