Ms. Fran Taylor

Frances Lee Taylor went home to the Lord on February 25, 2018. She was born in San Angelo, Texas on May 26, 1932 to Patrick Murray Martin and Zenobia Julia (Horton) Martin. She is preceded in death by her parents and her husband Gene Taylor. Left with cherished memories are her son, Duane Taylor; daughter Teresa Fowler and husband Ron; son Larry Taylor and wife Debbie; 8 grandchildren; 12 great grandchildren; sister Mary Gatlin and husband Tommy; numerous nieces, nephews and other family loved ones and beloved friends. Fran worked as a sales consultant in the apparel industry and after many years as a faithful employee, she retired from The Bonneau Company. She loved to travel and go shopping. Fran also loved to drive her corvette around. Fran found great pleasure when she was with her family. She was a longtime member of First Baptist Church of Forney. She was loved and will be greatly missed. A memorial service, in celebration of her will be held at Roselawn Funeral Home in Seagoville, Texas at 2:00 pm. Saturday March 24. There will be no public interment. In lieu of flowers please consider making a tribute donation to the Alzheimer’s Association at

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  • A Celebration of Fran's Life Saturday, March 24, 2018

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James Gatlin

March 2, 2018

I remember vividly going to Aunt Frances house when I was a kid and having bologna sandwiches. She was a loving sister to my mom who told me when she (Mom) was a kid Aunt Frances in the summer would come and get Mom and take her to her house. Those were special memories for my mom and we will always have those special moments in our hearts forever

Teresa Fowler

February 28, 2018

I remember how much mother loved taking Lily for walks with her four wheeler; they both loved the outdoors and the fresh air. She and Lily would spend hours sitting on a bench in our backyard listening to and feeding the birds. She’d laugh watching Stanley and Stella chase the squirrels. I think, these were her favorite times. I was sad when mother had to go to a nursing home for more specialized care. She may not have been able to remember what she had for lunch or what she did of a morning, but she always raised her head, smiled and was so happy when I entered the room to visit her. She would always say how much she appreciated everything Ron and I did for her and then she’d begin to cry. There’s a red bird in our tree right now while it’s raining; I think it’s her and the rain is a symbol of all the tears I have of how much I will miss her and how much she’s loved. She’s at peace in heaven now with friends and family that have gone before her.
RIP your loving daughter, Teresa