Lori Freeman
My memories of Aunt Frances begin in early childhood with her coming to mom‘s house for most holidays year after year. She added her unique style of humor and love to the parties. What I will always remember is when I lived in the Northeast for over 10 years. She was always waiting for me at Mom’s when I flew home to visit. We would sit and talk, sharing stories of our travels, both listening to each other’s tales with a spirit of curiosity. Aunt Frances taught me to have a zest for life and experiences and to live life while you still can. She was strong-willed, intelligent, pragmatic and feisty. Have you ever watched a Dallas Cowboys game with her? We would continue our conversations when I moved back to Dallas, and talk all the way while driving from DeSoto to Keller for family parties, or driving to have Christmas dinner in North Dallas. So many cherished conversations and memories. I consider it a privilege to have been able to help her when she needed it, because that’s what she deserved. It is a blessing that her life was filled with a loving family full of siblings, nieces and nephews and many joyful experiences. I’m grateful to have been a part of that.