Royce left his wife, Sol Morgan Flynt, of 52 years, and their 2 children, Derek Corey Flynt and Lori Diane Flynt. Royce and Sol also raised 2 of their grandchildren, Christopher Flynt and Victoria Yon Riley, as their own. Also left behind were his other grandchildren, Kathleen Flynt, Corey Flynt, Nicholas Neal; grandchildren by marriage, Danielle Kutay Rudisill and husband Mike Rudisill and Cassandra Kutay; and three great grandchildren, Joshua Flynt, Aiyana Riley, and Peyton Rudisill.
Royce was born in Berner, GA, to Elmer & Mae Flynt and raised in the Macon, GA area. He joined the U.S. Air Force and served his country proudly and with honor. Royce left the Air Force and started in the business world, overcoming all obstacles and with a work smart attitude. Royce opened multiple shoe stores in and around the Charlotte, NC area in the Julie’s department stores. He formed a company Derlo shoe fashions and was one of the 1st businesses to open in the newly built Raddison Plaza in Charlotte, NC. He sold that business and worked for Belmont Hosiery for 15 plus years as their Vice- President of Sales. After retiring from the textile business, he and son Derek owned Flynt Vending and with his daughter Lori he opened a Fantastic Sam’s franchise.
His family will receive friends on Sunday, April 14, 2013, from 12-1 p.m. at the McEwen-Pineville Chapel, 10500 Park Road, in Charlotte, followed by his memorial service at 1 p.m. Rev. Jim Lytle will officiate.
Condolences to the family may be offered at www.mcewenpinevillechapel.com.
From his son Derek and Royce's family:
My dad was the man I have always wanted to be more like. The best role model a son could ask for, a great teacher of life, business, family values, and a solid moral compass. He did his best to make us all the best at anything we ever did. He passed away this morning at his home without warning and sent shock-waves thru our lives. I will miss him each and every day until my day comes and I hope to see him again. My father had so many more lessons to teach me and now all I can think about is why I didn’t call more often. Why did I not visit more often? Why did I not take heed to the stories of those who have gone thru what I am now? I knew that if I didn’t start calling more, going over just to visit more, that I would regret those missed days, hours, minutes and seconds that I could have spent with my Dad; but I guess I buried my head in the sand, not willing to look at the reality of our lives on this earth and just how fragile they are.
Facebook is a crazy medium. There are people from all walks of our lives that we can keep in touch with. People like family, friends, friends of friends, people we don’t like much and just interesting people. For my family and longtime friends that have been touched by my Dad all I ask is that you remember one or two happy times he was a part of and just smile. I think he would really like that.
My Dad was a self-made man in business that believed in working smart 1st with integrity in everything you do. He was proud of his service to his country and grateful to those who served before and after him. He had very strong family ties and tried with his words and actions to teach that to us all. He believed in respect. Respect is given first and maintained by being earned. He believed that everyone should do their best at everything they attempted to do. I can still hear him saying “Derek, I don’t care what you do in life. I don’t care if you sweep floors for a living as long as you sweep them better than they have ever been swept before.” He also believed that you should never start a fight … bu,t if in one, make sure you finish it. He did not just say these things, he lived his life this way… I guess I could ramble on about who my Dad was forever, and I’m sure I will do just tha,t but not on here. Bottom line for here is that I love my Dad. He and my Mother are who gave me any of the good in me … It’s going to be tough navigating life without my compass but I will do my best to make him proud.
Thank you in advance for your thoughts and prayers, and please … if you can go visit your Dad and tell him you love him. It may be the last chance you get.
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