Ricky Wayne Britt
April 25, 1954 ~ March 24, 2021
Ricky Wayne Britt of Vass passed away on Wednesday, March 24, 2021, in his home at the age of 66.
Mr. Britt was born in Kanawha County, WV to Morris E. Britt and Dreama Herald Britt. Ricky, a long-time resident of Vass, met his wife, Venise, and has two children together. He was a fun-loving family man. Ricky was a man that shined around everyone. He was a man that enjoyed the little things in life. Ricky found enjoyment in fishing, traveling, and cutting his lawn. Along with his parents, he was preceded in death by his brother, Morris Britt.
He leaves behind his wife, Venise; his children, Heather Lamb and her husband, Harold of Laurel Hill, Jami Britt of Cary; his grandchildren, Shannon, Anthony, Darien, and Lexi; his brother, Dickie Britt and his wife, Catherine of Laurinburg; his great-grandchildren, Nadia and A.J.
The family will receive friends on Sunday, March 28, 2021, at Crumpler Funeral Home between the hours of 4:00 pm and 6:00 pm.
I remember a time when I went to visit, we were all hanging out by the bonfire and you insisted that your Carhartt was bullet proof and you wanted to test it out lol you were such a fun person to be around, you will be missed! Rest in paradise Rick ♡
Meet Ricky at creed’s lake 44yrs ago I took his dog Josh from him and he never got mad he was a loving kind and full of fun.he will be greatly missed FLY HIGH MY FRIENDÂ
Remembering all the times Ricky,Donnie, Mike and Me(Tex) went fishing on the river behind Mama’s and Papa’s house and then camping on the island.. Ps.. remembering when he dressed in his Superman Cape and jumped off the roof of his house into the sticker bush below and when he landed he said OOOOO… Miss you Rick Tex..
Ricky, many of my best childhood memories include you. You were such an amazing dad and treated me like your own. Thank you for all the camping trips and fun times. Jami and I always gave you a hard time, but it was because we loved you so â™¥ï¸ You deserved an award for surviving us and all of our shenanigans. If I’m not mistaken, I taught Jami how to drive a stick one of the many nights we stole your truck to cruise around Country Club Estates 😄. I will cherish those memories, love you “Old Man” ♥ï¸
We are so sorry to hear of Ricky passing…Andy and I have great memories of roasting oysters and bonfires on the weekend. The good ole days! Fly high sweet friend… sending hugs and prayers to Venise and your family.â¤
Andy and Bunny Hasty
I forgot to mention fishing wherever we would go. He loved fishing. Love you lots Uncle Ricky.Â
There is no one on earth who was like my uncle Ricky. Some of my favorite memories include him…camping at Morrow Mountain, catching crawdads in the stream beside the campsite, going to the beach, riding on the back of his dark blue pickup with Heather Jo, fishing, him laughing at me, Heather picking on him about the way he looked when crying, trying to put makeup on him while he was passed out on the couch at the house on Mistletoe, and so many more. I’m going to miss the peace of just knowing he was around, as I have with all of my family that I don’t see often. I hope that he knew that no matter how much time had passed, I have ALWAYS loved my uncle Ricky.
What great childhood we had growing up in Shrewsbury WV. Ricky was more of a brother than a cousin to me. So many memories of fishing, camping, riding bikes on the dirt roads, and spending lazy summer days with Tex and Mike in Aunt Billie’s backyard. I’m so glad I got to see him one more time to hear his silly laugh, share memories and a final hug and an “I love you” whispered into my ear. RIP Ricky.
Most dobt know that I don’t like potato salad bit Ricky made the best potato salad ever. His was the only one I would eat the last te I saw him before he got sick I asked him to make me some snd he did that was in July of last year that is the last time I ate and gonna ever eat. I can’t bring myself to ever eat potato salad again. So in honor of Ricky I will not ever eat it again cause it won’t be his. Rip my dude. Love you
Rick, from the very first time we met, we had a great connection.
You felt like a brother. Your smile always would brighten up the room.
You were always gentle and honest.
I could talk to ya bout life’s problems and you always listen.
You always had a way with making things better.
You will be greatly missed here, but I know you are healed, smiling, laughing!
Life here will not be the same with out you.
Love ya my friend.