William Roger Francis

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September 4, 1933 ~ July 7, 2026

Born in: Amarillo, Texas
Resided in: Lakewood, Colorado

William (Bill) Roger Francis passed away on July 7, 2026, at the age of 92 in Lakewood, Colorado. Known for his infectious sense of humor, genuine nature, and unwavering love for family and friends. Bill left an indelible mark on everyone who knew him.

Bill is survived by his beloved wife, Barbara Bradford Francis; his son, Wayne Francis, and daughter-in-law, Kathrine Eastman Francis; his daughter, Cheryl Francis-Owens, and son-in-law, Richard Owens; and his three grandsons, Alex Owens, Zach Owens, and Kabrin Garcia, all of whom brought him immense pride and joy.

Born on September 4, 1933, in a shotgun house in Amarillo, Texas, Bill was the second of three sons born to Roger Mills Francis and Florence Bell Sullivan. As a young boy, he possessed a keen sense of observation, an ability to truly listen, and a natural talent for diplomacy and negotiation. Whether sweet-talking his way out of missing homework or negotiating multi-million-dollar deals for Amoco Oil Production, Bill had a way of connecting with people and finding common ground.

Bill graduated with an undergraduate degree in Geology from Oklahoma State University and a Master of Business Administration degree from Oklahoma University. OSU is where he met Barbara and were married 68 years. He proudly served in the United States Navy during the Korean War, an experience that helped shape his resilience, and sense of duty.

Armed with determination and a strong work ethic, Bill began a career that would span nearly four decades with Amoco. From his early days digging ditches to his role as a Division Landman, Bill built a reputation for integrity, resourcefulness, and professionalism. His work took him across North America and to offshore operations in Alaska, where he negotiated complex land and mineral leases throughout his distinguished career.

In addition to Bill’s keen personality, he was very creative. Long before “upcycling” and “repurposing” became popular terms, Bill was transforming ordinary materials into unique treasures. Whether creating jewelry, engineering custom ski bikes, or tackling his latest invention, he approached every project with enthusiasm. Bill always had a project underway and delighted in finding possibilities where others saw limitations.

More than his accomplishments, Bill will be remembered for the way he made people feel. He was a trusted advisor, a skilled storyteller, and a man whose humor could brighten any room. His wisdom, kindness, and playful spirit will continue to live on in the many lives he touched.

A Celebration of Life will be held on Thursday, July 23, 2026, at 11:00 a.m. at Phillips United Methodist Church, 1450 S. Pierce Street, Lakewood, Colorado 80232.

“The beauty of a life well lived remains in the hearts of those who were fortunate enough to share it.” — Bill lived a beautiful life.

Services

Viewing: July 23, 2026 10:00 am

Phillips United Methodist Church
1450 S. Pierce Street
Lakewood, Colorado 80232


Funeral Service: July 23, 2026 11:00 am

Phillips United Methodist Church
1450 S. Pierce Street
Lakewood, Colorado 80232


Reception: July 23, 2026 12:00 pm

Phillips United Methodist Church
1450 S. Pierce Street
Lakewood, Colorado 80232


Graveside: July 23, 2026 2:00 pm

Ft. Logan National Cemetery
3698 S. Sheridan Blvd.,
Denver, Colorado 80236


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  1. Uncle Bill always lit up a room, whether he was doing his famous Daffy Duck impression or telling one of his hilarious jokes. He had a true sense of adventure and never stopped amazing me—I’ll never forget watching him ride a Jet Ski at 90 years old. He lived life to the fullest. I know he’s in heaven now, sharing stories, laughing, and enjoying being reunited with his two brothers.

  2. My favorite memories are of Bill and their little dog cupcake walking around the neighborhood several times everyday. He would always stop to chat or help someone get their mail or bring in their trash can. He came over more times than I can count to help me or John. He was a very special person and we miss him


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