Obituary of Mary Alice Cumbie

Mary Alice Pendleton Cumbie, 76, of Apalachicola passed away on Friday, January 5, 2024 at home surrounded by her loving family. Mary was born on May 12, 1947 in Little Rock AR to Alice Parker Pendleton and CE Pendleton, Sr. She was a beloved wife, mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, sister, aunt, friend. Affectionately known around town as “Miss Mary”, she was a member of First Baptist Church for 50 years where she served as the church treasurer, director of Vacation Bible School, Leader of Girls in Actions, Acteens, Royal Ambassadors, and also teaching Sunday School for all ages. Mary lived her life to serve the Lord. Mary worked at the Apalachicola State Bank for 20 years in various capacities and after retiring from the bank, she was a teacher at First Baptist Christian school. Throughout the years, Mary and Wallace enjoyed traveling and have visited 15 national parks and monuments. Mary was preceded in death by her father and mother; brother CE Pendleton, Jr.; sister Betty Mossburg (Claude) of Albany GA; brother Jimmy Pendleton (Sandra) of Apalachicola, FL; granddaughter Sarah Elizabeth Johnson. Survivors deeply missing her are: her loving husband of 59 years, Wallace Cumbie, of Apalachicola; her daughter, Sherri Johnson of Panama City, FL; son, Jeff Cumbie (Karen) of Chesterfield, VA; son, Michael Cumbie (Elisha) of Homosassa, FL; her grandchildren, who were the loves of her life: Hannah Cumbie, Jeffrey (Jay) Cumbie, Jr. (Melanie), Christian Johnson (Erin), Alyson Johnson, Mason Johnson, Kaylin Tencer (Brad), and Joseph Cumbie; her great-grandchildren: Avery Cumbie, Nathan Johnson, Charlie Cumbie, Carl Cumbie, Andrew Tencer, Eleanor Tencer, Stella Johnson, Amelia Tencer, and Lennox Jacobs; her sister, Doris Wentz (George); Many wonderful nieces, nephews, great nieces and nephews, who she adored. A celebration of life to honor Mary’s life will be held at a later date. Let me go (by Christina Rossetti) When I come to the end of the road, And the sun has set for me, I want no rites in a gloom filled room, Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little, but not for long, And not with your head bowed low, Remember the love that once we shared, Miss me, but let me go. For this is a journey we all must take, And each must go alone. It’s all part of the master plan, A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick at heart Go to the friends we know. Laugh at all the things we used to do Miss me, but let me go.