Roy, Your humor and our lengthy worldly talks were filled with Laughter and so much fun. You left a lasting impression on everyone. You will be missed. Go, Rest in Peace Roy we will remember You.

Roy started working at TW a few years after me. He was always a fun person, interesting as well as interested. Whenever I heard his name, I would smile. He was a unique individual and I have wonderful memories of him. Roy will be deeply missed. RIP

So many fun memories of Roy and TW! He started working there a few years after I did, and he was always entertaining, interested and interesting. Whenever I hear his name, I smile. His personality was so very special and I was so saddened to learn about his passing. RIP

I'll miss all the great times we had at DRC. You were always there when I needed your help at work. I pray u are resting in peace and u will always be missed. Luv u Roy

Roy me and you were good friends I will miss you a lot I will cherish my Olaf on stick you got me

I met Roy in 1969 we hired in together at TWA , we remained close friends until life events carried us in different directions,I will forever remember his witty sometimes sarcastic humor and I can imagine the deep loss his family and friends at this time. .

I remember your bright smile, humorous spirit, and funky shoes. May you Rest In Peace Roy.

I remember your bright smile and humorous spirit, and your funky shoes. May you Rest In Peace Roy

Scott, you shared some beautiful memories. Roy made fast friends wherever he went. He was just so easy to like (you too). I remember when he worked in our revenue department at Busch. No matter what, he made every day fun. He was the one that helped me get my first Disney pass. I've had a lot of great memories thanks to him. I will be keeping you in my prayers. I know it must be unbearable for you but Roy will forever be with you in your heart.

RiP Roy

I never met Roy, but he came to life thru his husband Scottie. I know their love was deep and their travels together were amazing. My love and thoughts forever with Scottie and all that loved and knew Roy. My heart is with you all.

Roy .. you will be missed... I have only fond memories of our time at TWA 2PP. Fly with the angels. Your now running the Monitor Room up in Heaven. A lot of our TWA friends are their waiting to welcome you home.❤️❤️

Roy, I didn't know you but I heard so much about you from Scotty. I truly loved seeing pictures and hearing about all of your travels. You will be missed by so many. May you rest in peace. Hugs and prayers to all of your family.

Scott I loved reading your memories, it made me smile remembering Roy (Skipper to us) in his fur coat and always making us laugh. He was the oldest cousin and I was the youngest, but we scorpions would stick together is what he would always tell me. We grew up in different cities, so I didn’t get to see him often, but he will always be part of my heart. Heartfelt sympathies for you Scott, definitely gone too soon. ❤️

Death Is Nothing At All Henry Scott-HollandBy Henry Scott-Holland More Henry Scott-Holland Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again! ~ R.I.P Roy ..remembering our times shared at TWA

Scott and all who knew and loved Roy. I hope this poem comforts you as it has me. Death Is Nothing At All By Henry Scott-Holland Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again! __ R.I.P. Roy I remember our times shared at TWA.

Roy was part of our Busch Gardens family. He brought us laughter, smiles and lots of fun times together. After he left his job with us he still came back with Scott to visit and update us on their lives together. Gone too soon but will be remembered by us all. Rest in peace my friend and know that you are missed. ❤️

It’s So Hard To Day GOODBYE To Yesterday Goodbyes are not forever Goodbyes are not the end Roy, please know I’ll miss you Until we meet again REST. IN. PEACE

I did not know Roy very well, but I always enjoyed seeing him. I loved the way he would tell a story, always making me laugh. He was such a delightful person, with a twinkle in his eyes. My heart goes out to you, his family and friends, and all who love him.

Roy Robert Hogarth Roy was born to Dolores Aline Laue and Robert Hogarth on October 27, 1949 in Swansea Massachusetts. Of Roy’s early life I know very little. He would tell me how in his Nanna’s eyes he could do no wrong and growing up in a town where everyone knew you Roy would be picked up by Nanna often or he would go walking off to go see her when he wasn’t getting his way with his mom and dad. As Roy tells it that he was the creative one in the family. He played in the band and sang while his brother Ray was the sportsman in the family. We lost Ray a few years ago after Roy and Ray reunited after a time oh having little contact. Roy moved to New York to work with TWA, an airline that was quite well known at one time. He told me of the changes he saw the company go through, in style, in technology and in management. Roy loved to show me pictures of the different aircraft TWA used and the artwork that they were adorned. The flight attendant uniforms were designed by some of the most well known designers of the time. And as the equipment progressed so did the computer equipment and software. He would tell me about using card readers and I knew that when I met him he was working with Worldspan testing online reservation systems. He has seen quite a revolution. As he worked in New York for the airline he also performed on stage. One of the shows he was in is called “Pippen”. But I have also seen pictures of him in a tight pair of yellow bell bottom pants, a brick painted shirt and a big yellow afro wig that was from “The Wiz”. Roy told me that because of his job with TWA he was one of the few performers that actually filed a tax return. When I met Roy he would fly to London to shop at Harrods and then fly home. Just stopping long enough to pick up a few things here and there. He told him he often would fly to Europe just to shop at the duty free and then come home. A friend of his remembered Roy returning one day with a full length fur coatfrom one of his shopping sprees. And I guess it was common for TWA to lay off people at certain times of the year. Roy shared with me that he would go to Acapolco and come back to New York to pick up his unemployment check dressed in that fur coat. And once of his trips he met one of the members of Siegfried and Roy. I believe it was Siegfried. And all of the people he met including Helen Hays of Airport fame, she hated being asked about her ticket when she got onboard after that movie. And the big boat that was in front of his apartment from the movie “Romancing the Stone”. I am told he was a leader of the analysts at TWA. I am not sure what that means but from what I remember throughout our years he, as well as others, would analyze the data, see what the call volume was and either extend or let people out early a job that he would later do with Disney. TWA moved headquarters to Kansas City and so he moved as well. I don’t know if he was able to perform in Kansas City but I do know he enjoyed going to Starlight Theatre having seats that we enjoyed often about 10 rows from the stage in the center. We also helped with the KCPT auction several years. Roy enjoyed being in front of the camera and it loved him. We met in a bar in Kansas City in 2000 called the Dixie Belle. Neither one of us went to the bars often but this one time after a particularly long family event in my own life I decided to go out and there I found him drinking a glass of water talking to a mutual friend. We talked all night and left the bar together, he to his home and me to mine. I think it was the next weekend he asked if I wanted to go to the Renaissance festival in Kansas City. I jumped at the chance. We went every weekend and became friends with many people at the Ren Fest including the Egg Lady Yolanda Pears and her son Bear. When Roy moved from Kansas City to Tampa I cried. I thought I was going to lose my best friend. But soon I was packing up his house and my own and moving down to be with him. Roy moved down to work at Chase in a call center. A position he despised and left as soon as possible moving quickly to Busch Gardens and eventually to Disney. Despite Roy’s attempts to avoid children, he was never a kid, here he was in the biggest company devoted to children. Even though he didn’t like being around kids we would go to Disney once a week. Roy was one of the people that opened the Pirate League at Magic Kingdom and even though he had to interact with kids he did have a sword to protect himself. He would see what new ride was opening and look forward to going to opening day. Or a ride that was being refurbished. The shows were some of his favorite things to attend over any of the rides. He enjoyed the call center and from time to time was able to express his creativity a few times a year in the EPCOT Candlelight Processional. He was able to once again perform in front of an audience and he truly enjoyed to opportunity. Roy earned free tickets for his performances that I would share with my friends at Target or he would share with friends at Busch Gardens. Roy retired twice from Disney. The first time, he was ready for retirement but as he sat at home he realized that he needed something to do and hobbies just weren’t in his nature. Well unless you consider all the things he would glitter. But he needed something to do so he want back to Disney for over a year and then retired again. Somewhere in this time we were married on October 1st, 2016. We had been together since 2000 and count that in our time together but officially it is 2016. When that came to an end Roy started searching out something else to do and rekindled an association with a bear group down here in Tampa. He found out some friends were going on a cruise. Roy had never expressed any interest in cruising, he was an airline man. But travel began to get hard for him and we were able to cruise much easier so just like anything else he embraced the adventure. At first he would go on the excursions with me eventually this too became too difficult for him and I would go and enjoy the ports and report back to him. I missed having him with me but at least I could bring back pictures for him to enjoy. Roy could still get around but it was getting more and more difficult for him to go long distances. His early life had caused injuries that were catching up to him. He fell off a stage while performing in New York and although they were fixed they started catching up to him and making it more difficult for him to walk. At first I would push him in a wheelchair around the boats or Busch Gardens and eventually he got himself a mobility scooter. This made him mobile at least even though he rarely got off the boats in his scooter. Roy died in his home last Thursday January 23rd, 2020. These are a few of the stories I know about this incredible man. I know there are so many more and some pop up at random times as I am going through the house.. So many people shared their stories with me when I made the announcement. I can never know that part of him. I know your own memories of Roy is something that is part of a rich life and wealth of friends and I hope you enjoy your memories and take those memories knowing that you knew this wonderful man. I will miss you Roy 10/27/1949 1/23/2020