Frances Naomi Ferrell

I remember when I asked Larry's grandmother what I should call her, she replied, without hesitation, "Call me Grandma Fran, like the rest of my grandkids." For me, that memory is a testament to what kind of a woman Grandma Fran was. She was a kind, beautiful, caring, strong, wonderful soul. I will always truly miss her.

I could not have asked for a better grandmother in Frances. She kept a watchful eye on me and gave me the sense that I was loved and protected. I will do my best to pass on her indomitable spirit to her great-grandsons, August and Christopher.

The Bible refers to the days of our years as being three score and ten. Well, Frances Ferrell crashed through that limit, achieving an age of 94—twenty-four years of extra life, and most of them very good years.
I promise not to belabor this point too long, but it is fascinating to consider the many events that occurred from 1915 to 2009. During her life-time we had seventeen presidents, starting with Woodrow Wilson, the last president from Virginia, and ending with Barack Obama. We had...

I believe that the secret to Fran's long life was her easy going nature and tranquility. I have known her for 30 years and she was my mother in law. I am sure she had her moments but I never saw them. She seemed not to fret over little things and when Kaye and I faced tragedies and harsh challenges, she was appropriately supportive and positive. Like my father, she loved to read. I am certain that one book she never read, which I did, was "Don't Sweat the Small Stuff". She didn't need to but...

Wayne,
So sorry to hear of your Mothers' death but what a nice long life she had. My prayers are with you.