Marjorie Flores

1963 – 2025

Let the memory of Marjorie be with us forever.

Marjorie D. Flores, age 62, passed away peacefully at her home, surrounded by her loving family, on Tuesday, November 25, 2025. Born November 2, 1963, in Toledo, Ohio, Marjorie was the daughter of Gerald and Jennie (Malone) Spencer. She graduated from Genoa Area High School in 1982. On November 10, 1984, she married her first love of her life, Harvey E. Flores, and together they shared 25 wonderful years of marriage until his unexpected passing on February 20, 2010. She later found herself falling in love again, spending many fond years with her partner, Van Holsinger. Van and Marjorie were fortunate enough to commemorate their relationship on New Years Eve, 12/31/2024, with a beautiful wedding amongst friends and family. They were able to create and share many memories in their cottage in Michigan throughout the years as well. Marjorie was the proud owner and operator of Operational Support Services Ltd. in Findlay, Ohio. She cared deeply for her employees and treated them like family—offering home-cooked meals, thoughtful gifts, and heartfelt support whenever someone was in need. A lifelong sports enthusiast, Marjorie and her family were devoted supporters of the Toledo Walleye, Detroit Red Wings, and Michigan Wolverines. She loved traveling, whether relaxing on warm ocean shores or spending time at the family cabin in St. Helen, Michigan. She cherished every moment with her children, enjoyed visiting her favorite casinos, and was widely known as the luckiest pull-tab and scratch-off lottery winner in Ohio. Marjorie was competitive, creative, and sincere, with a love for euchre that made every game night lively and full of laughter. She will be remembered for her generosity and her remarkable ability to make everyone feel included—especially at her Christmas parties, where she ensured every guest had a gift to open. She had a vibrant spirit, singing loudly and off-key at all hours of the day and night, and she treasured time spent around a campfire with friends. She was also an avid photographer who found joy in capturing life’s special moments. Marjorie’s legacy of kindness, warmth, and joy will live on in all who knew her and never did you tell Marjorie Flores “NO”!

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A friend· December 18, 2025

I'll try to keep this short and sweet Ohh the laughter. The fun. The finding happiness from any situation - that was my mom, she lived for it, she strived for it. If you don't know me, I'm Audrey, Marjories daughter. I also have a brother, Jordan, who is 5 years older than me but clearly he was my parents practice run. Just kidding, we all know he was my moms favorite and if you're looking for some comedic relief throughout today, he's your guy. So, as runner up, where do I start. My mother was the epitome of strength. I'm 98% sure if you were to Google the word strength, a photo of my mom would pop up. Throughout my ripe 32 years on this earth, I've never seen another pillar of strength than this women. She set such an amazing example and this will be something I will hold close and dear to my heart. Growing up, we had our fair share of bickering, as most families do. But what outweighed those moments was the love and support that she provided. Good or bad, she was there. Happy or sad, she was there. She showed up for her children, and her sudo children, her friends, and her family, more times than not. And for that I am so grateful because just look at everyone she loved sitting in this room for her today. If that doesn't speak to her character, I don't know what will. My mom was a force. A force to be reckoned with. A force of nature. When she put her mind to something, really anything, she found always found a way. I suppose you could say my mother was born with being - ever so slightly but not so slightly - stubborn. Now that may sound like a strange callout but the more I reflect on this, I'm finding it to be such a blessing. Being stubborn is what I believed pushed her to get so many years out of such a crappy diagnosis just over a decade ago. She wasn't going to let the illness define her, rule her life, basically tell her how to live. Because let's be honest, no one could tell my mother how to live. That stubborness to fight, to live, to find the good of every moment will be something I will strive to reach for each and every day here after. As I reflect on my days with my mother, there are so many fond memories and stories I have that just bring a huge smile to my face, as I'm sure, many of you all also have. One in particular is when she would take me outside during a full moon with her purse or wallet and would yell at the top of her lungs "moon beams come on down". As a kid, I thought this was crazy and she needed to seek professional help. As an adult I'm going to hold this phrase so close to my heart knowing she was just living her best life making memories with her daughter. As the days inevitablely come and go without my mother, I will seek to find peace and I will seek to find comfort. Peace in knowing she is being reunited with my father in the heavens up above. Comfort in seeing everyone she touched with her giving heart, her love and her kindness. So let me end with this. I hope we all take time to just pause and find the laughter, the fun, the joy and the love in any trying situations in the days to come. And finally to my mom, as I know you're listening from the heavens above, I love more, I love you most, I love you mostest, I love you to infinity and I love you to Pluto and back. Until we meet again.

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