Florence Mary Smith

got her own wings on October 26th, 2021. Flossie was born July 17, 1937 in Lock Haven, Pennsylvania to

James Ambrose Smith and Margaret Hester Stahl Smith. She attended Little Flower Catholic School for

Girls, the largest all girl Catholic school in the world. She then worked for Bell Telephone before starting

a family. Flossie was a devoted Mother to her 4 sons, a loving sister to her 4 brothers and 2 sisters, and an

amazing Aunt to many nieces and nephews.

Although not someone who wanted to be the center of attention, she was not averse to being the life of

the party. She was a gentle and loving soul, but strong willed and tough as nails to the very end. In fact,

during her hospice she would let the nurses know with a slash of her hand and an emphatic ‘No’ when

she no longer wanted them around. Her head nurse told me that she started using the same technique

with her kids and calls it the “Flo No”.

Despite many challenges, she lived and died on her terms, without complaining, and always concerned

for everyone else. That is why she insisted on not having a ceremony -She just wanted everyone to have a

drink for her. She leaves behind her 3 children - David Wayne (Joy Annette) Beaudoin, Robert James

(Renee Garcia) Beaudoin and Michael Joseph (Katherine Celeste) Beaudoin, 10 Grandchildren - David

Alexander, Michael Anthony, Loren Ashley, Richard Leroy III, Mackenzie Ann, Michal Ainsley, Nickolas

Adam, Addison Cooper, Baily Rain, Viola Roanan, and 4 Great Grandchildren – Decklyn Scott, Richard

Leroy IV, Luka Hayes, Rowan Cole. She was preceded in death by her son, Richard Leroy, Jr. and her

sister Margaret McConaghy.

Following is a portion of a note written by my daughter in-law Chelsey.

I'll be singing Elvis to celebrate you, with a drink, and a good laugh until the end

The world lost an incredible woman this week. Mac’s grandmother, Flo, was the most adorable

lady I've ever met. She was so witty, and definitely a bad ass. It was so special to spend time with

someone like her. A humanitarian beyond her time, and so full of zest for the things she enjoyed.

She handled life with so much grace. I wish I had a tiny sliver of her strength. She was so kind, and

funny too. When I grow up, I want to be just like her. Her ripple is endless, and she made more of a

difference in this world than she would ever admit. I'm lucky to have the chance to love someone

who was influenced by her so deeply.