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M. Ellen Flores

July 20, 1954 - December 18, 2010

Ellen was loved by many. She will be missed by all those who knew and loved her.

Ellen was born in Detroit, Michigan on July 20, 1954. She lost her battle with cancer on December 18, 2010 at the young age of 56.

Ellen lived in Mill Creek, WA with her husband Jim and their two pit bulls, Rocky and Missy and her bird, Prince. She recently celebrated her 10 year anniversary at the VA Hospital where she worked as a Recall Coordinator in the Biotechnical Engineering department. Prior to moving to Washington, Ellen had a long career in law enforcement working various security jobs in Hawaii and then relocating to Phoenix, Arizona where she went to work for Maricopa County Sheriff's Department as a Corrections Officer. She put her law enforcement skills to work as a fraud investigator for the State of Arizona Attorney General's Office after leaving the Sheriff's department.

Ellen enjoyed life. She had many hobbies and passions; some of which included photography, scrapbooking, traveling, shopping, spending time with family and friends, being involved in the community, taking motorcycle rides with her husband Jim on their Harley Davidson with other HOG group members/friends and relaxing at home watching favorite television programs and movies.

Ellen is survived by her husband Jim Flores, her son, Bryan Miller, sister, Barb Volk and granddaughter, Sarah Miller.

The family would like to thank all the dedicated doctors and nurses in the Oncology and Radiation Oncology unit at Providence Cancer Care and the Providence Hospice team for their care and compassion during Ellen's illness.

Ellen was loved by many. She will be missed by all those who knew and loved her.

FUNERAL INFORMATION

A viewing and visitation will be held on Wednesday, December 22, from 9:00 AM to 1:00 PM at Christian Faith Center North in Mill Creek. A funeral service will be held from 1:00 to 2:00 PM, followed by a graveside service at GAR Cemetery in Snohomish.


Memorial

Come With Me...

God saw she was getting tired
And a cure was not to be
So He put His arms around her
And whispered, "Come with me."

With tearful eyes we watched her suffer
And saw her fade away,
Although we loved her dearly
We could not make her stay.

A golden heart stopped beating
Hard working hands to rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

Author Unknown

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