Mrs. Frances Palmer

My prayers and sympathy goes out to the Family never meet ur Mother are any of you'all,but heard wonderful things about you'all May God bless yall thru this time of yall sorrow..
God Bless,luv yall..from Latrisa Sister Talamikca Richardsom

We express our deepest sympathy to the family for your loss. God Bless
Sandra, Brian and Megan Knapp

I have always thought of Frances as my "adoptive mother". Growing up, I spent as much time in her home as my own. I laugh at my first childhood memory of Frances as a strict mother, when I saw the "chart" on the bathroom wall - HA! But as an adult, and a mother and grandmother myself, I see it as the act of a mother that loved her children more than life. Frances was that kind of mother till

I have always thought of Frances as my "adoptive mother". Growing up, I spent as much time in her home as my own. I laugh at my first childhood memory of Frances as a strict mother, when I saw the "chart" on the bathroom wall - HA! But as an adult, and a mother and grandmother myself, I see it as the act of a mother that loved her children more than life. Frances was that kind of mother till her last days. A mother that loved to do whatever she could to help her children. The ultimate sacrafice we give is our time, and Frances gave that and more to her children.
She loved her jewelry! She didn't have enough fingers to wear all the rings she had, but that didn't keep her from buying just one more to add to her awesome collection!
Frances had a qreat sense of humor, a quick whit and didn't mind sharing her opinion with you.

She was a beautiful women, inside and out, and I will miss her smiling face!

Amy

I have always thought of Frances as my "adoptive mother". Growing up, I spent as much time in her home as my own. I laugh at my first childhood memory of Frances as a strict mother, when I saw the "chart" on the bathroom wall - HA! But as an adult, and a mother and grandmother myself, I see it as the act of a mother that loved her children more than life. Frances was that kind of mother till

I have always thought of Frances as my "adoptive mother". Growing up, I spent as much time in her home as my own. I laugh at my first childhood memory of Frances as a strict mother, when I saw the "chart" on the bathroom wall - HA! But as an adult, and a mother and grandmother myself, I see it as the act of a mother that loved her children more than life. Frances was that kind of mother till her last days. A mother that loved to do whatever she could to help her children. The ultimate sacrafice we give is our time, and Frances gave that and more to her children.
She loved her jewelry! She didn't have enough fingers to wear all the rings she had, but that didn't keep her from buying just one more to add to her awesome collection!
Frances had a qreat sense of humor, a quick whit and didn't mind sharing her opinion with you.

She was a beautiful women, inside and out, and I will miss her smiling face!

Amy

Francis was my dear friend and neighbor. I loved her sense of adventure, especially in finding "treasures" in some of the most unusual places. She was a good neighbor with a unique personality and a generous heart. I will miss her so much.