Birth date: Jun 21, 1965 Death date: Nov 23, 2022
Laura Lynn Collier, age 57, passed away on November 23, 2022. She was born on June 21, 1965 to the late Paul and Joan Porter. Laura married Terry Collier in 1988, who preceded her in death in 2007. Laura was adored by everyone. Sh Read Obituary
Travis and family, we are so sorry for your sudden and unexpected loss of your mother. She was a kind and sweet woman who will be sorely missed by her family. We will keep you in our prayers for comfort at this most difficult time and that you will find peace in the memories you have.
Scott and Diane McCallum
I met Laura through the pine river we were both in need of supporting help with our children at times.
Louanne was a newborn amy was a tott, they came to my home for tea.lol
We did so many things together. We picked tomatoes galore. We camped at outdoors. We swam in my pool worked on it too. We worked at the school together, we did scouts , we played sequence. Rummy cube and quarkle on a regular basis. The week before her passing she beat me 6 games in a row to my one win that I swamped her on the last game,a late night but a blast.
One of my funniest memories is picking blackberries in my garden . She had to get that goldmine over Ben's den,"big ground hog". She fell next to it and tangled her hair up in those pokey branches. We laughed so hard...I will miss her dearly as well as many others. I thank God for the joy she brought to me and the time we shared.
Our sons were in Scouts together. Laura was always helping to find ways for the boy to fill their badges. One of a great group of people. I would at times bump into her and one or some of her children and always had a pleasant hello for me. Your presence will be missed.
I went to school with Laura since the Porters moved to Ferndale (Taft, Coolidge, FHS).
Although we didn’t hang out much, we were friendly. Every time I’ve thought of Laura over the years, it was with a smile. Everything about Laura was sweet — her smile, her voice, and her personality.
I’m praying for strength and comfort for the whole family as you navigate a world where she doesn’t exist.
And for you, my sweet friend Mark, hugs.
MaryAnn Page
