Margie Sue Walters Clore
Margie Sue Walters Clore departed this life on April 27, 2026 to sit at the feet of her Redeemer. Born on December 17, 1946 in Sandersville, Georgia to the late Ed and Eddie Walters (nee Garner).
Margie was predeceased by her parents; brothers, Ed Jr. and Wayne Walters; her sister, Ruth Thompson; her son-in-law, Cary Folsom and grandson Charlie Folsom.
Margie is survived by the love of her life, her husband Charles (Bob) Clore of 58 1/2 years – All it took was a hello.
She also leaves behind her daughters, Carrie (Kevin) Cottrell, Carissa Folsom, and Sharon Rice; her sister, Lynn (John) Eichin; sisters-in-law Laura Walters and Debbie Walters; grandchildren, Charles “Corey” Bufford, Sarah Bufford, Bonnie (Omar) Shaout, Maggie Rice, Clay Folsom, and Christie (Steven) Folsom; her first great-grandson, Sebastian Rice; and many nieces and nephews who dearly loved their Aunt Margie.
Margie and her family moved to Melbourne when she was a young girl and she was a graduate of Melbourne High school. She firmly believed in doing your best at everything you did and this was displayed as she moved through the ranks as a part time secretary to the Head of Accounting at DBA/L3/Titan.
She was a woman of many talents, sewing dresses for the girls in the family, quilting, ceramics, and we can’t forget her fried pork chops and peach cobbler. Her grand-daughters say she taught them how to be strong women, and that she was extremely clever. This showed most when playing cards on the back porch and creating new rules as she went along – she could always make us laugh. She loved cheering on her family as they played sports, even running onto the field at the Rose Bowl after a U of Miami National Championship Win. She loved her Tampa Bay Rays and her grandkids sitting in her lap to watch murder mysteries or watching hallmark movies and holding hands, feeding the squirrels outside and enjoying the breeze.
Her greatest talent was loving people. She loved with all she had. She was kind, she was sincere, she was strong and she loved her family. “Come over here sugar” followed by the warmest hug or a request for some sugar; as one of her young nieces said “sugar means Aunt Margie wants a kiss”. She loved her friends and made sure everyone knew they were loved.
Through all her medical struggles, she never wavered. She loved her Savior and her trust was in Him.


