Roderick A. Hernandez

January 26, 2025

CHARLOTTE – Roderick A. Hernandez, better known as “Rod” (or “Jingles” if you’ve ever tried putting while he stood nearby), left this world on Sunday, January 26, 2025, at 83 years young.  Born in Kansas City, Missouri, he spent over half a century in Charlotte, North Carolina—a man as reliable as his handshake and as steady as his golf swing (on most days).

Rod wasn’t one for grandstanding.  He believed actions spoke louder than words—unless those words happened to involve politics, business, or why your chipping game needed serious work. His quiet integrity defined him, both in his decades-long career in the steel and scrap industry and in the relationships he built along the way.  His job wasn’t just work—it was purpose.  And let’s be honest, no one slaps “SCRAP” on their license plate unless they’re genuinely proud of what they do.

Rod was a proud graduate of William Jewell College and a Sigma Nu.

Golf wasn’t just Rod’s favorite pastime—it was his philosophy.  He played everywhere, from the world’s most prestigious courses to his home course of over 50 years at Carmel Country Club. But it wasn’t just the game; it was the way Rod played it—with precision, an even temper, and the occasional psychological warfare of jingling coins in his pocket while his sons tried to sink a putt.  Fair? Maybe not.  Memorable?  Absolutely.

He lived like he played golf—always playing for something.  Because if you’re not, what’s the point?

Rod also had a knack for creating moments of joy.  Like the time, after a few margaritas, he danced with Linda, his wife of 62 years, on a kitchen table during a family beach trip to DeBordieu.  Aretha Franklin was singing, but the joy was all theirs.  That was Rod: part rock ‘n’ roll, part steady anchor.

As a husband, Rod embodied devotion, always putting Linda’s well-being at the forefront.  As a father, he was the calm in the storm—steadfast, logical, and the guy who figured out the next move when things went sideways.  His kids could always count on him to show up—not just with solutions but with a quiet presence that said, “We’ll figure it out.”  He was especially thrilled when Stephanie picked up golf, always encouraging her and reminding her to keep going.

Music ran through his life as much as scrap and steel.  Hendrix, Motown, Aretha, Creedence—his playlists were a masterclass in rhythm and soul, and his family carried that love of music forward.

Rod is survived by his wife, Linda, his lifelong partner in love. Together, they raised three children: Rod III, Stephanie (“the baby girl”), and Michael, along with honorary kids Nancy Hernandez and Jeff Brewer.  He was “DadDad” to his grandkids Cal, Christopher, and Addison Brewer, and great-granddaughter Isla, each of whom learned from Rod’s example that showing up matters more than anything.

In a world that moves too fast, Rod wore a St. Christopher medal as a reminder of life’s steady journey: challenges to overcome, paths to follow, and a purpose to carry forward.

Services will be private.

In lieu of flowers, the family asks that donations be made to The First Tee, an organization reflecting Rod’s love of golf and the life lessons it imparts—honesty, perseverance, and always keeping a spare ball in your pocket. Memorial gifts may be made online at Roderick Hernandez Memorial.

Rod’s life was filled with what matters most: family, integrity, and a bit of well-placed wit. Fairways are a little quieter now, but somewhere, Rod’s teeing off with the dew sweepers on the greatest course imaginable—no sand traps, no jingling coins. Rest easy, Rod. Your family already misses you.

Arrangements are in the care of Kenneth W. Poe Funeral & Cremation Service, 1321 Berkeley Ave., Charlotte, NC 28204; (704) 641-7606. Online condolences may be shared at www.kennethpoeservices.com.

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  • Susan McBeth

    I’m just so sorry. ?. Linda, if you are so inclined, please email me. I’d love to hear from you and reconnect. Rod was such a wonderful, fun, handsome guy. I’ll never forget meeting you both all those years ago. Love, Susan

  • John Hosmet

    Linda and family, Judy and I extend our deepest sympathy for your loss. I enjoyed numerous rounds with Rod and the Hoggs. More importantly, I will miss discussing life, politics, and Rod keeping me well informed about what’s going on at Carmel. Rod was a pleasure to be with and will be missed. Rod, may you RIP. HOZ