Amelia Marie Noble - Spicer-Mullikin Funeral Homes & Crematory

Amelia Marie Noble

October 5, 1930 - July 19, 2023

Amelia Marie Noble, age 92, of Newark, DE, passed away peacefully on Wednesday, July 19, 2023 after a brief illness. Prior to her passing she was visited by her loving family and thoughtful caregivers/friends.

Marie, as she preferred to be addressed, was born in Hammonton, New Jersey on October 5, 1930. She was the daughter of the late Anthony Jannett and the late Alice Scaffidi Dunham. Marie was preceded in death by her husband of 66 years, Robert W. Noble; and her youngest daughter, Anne Pratté and her husband, Edward “Butch”. She is survived by her eldest daughter, Anita Noble (Donald Werden) of Indiana; her nephew, Louis Michael Carpo III, of Delaware, whom she treated as a son; and her sisters, Shirley Gassner (Dave) of Florida, Gerry Thomson (Dave) of Washington, and Georgia Palermo (Lou) of Pennsylvania.

Marie was a devoted wife, mother, sister, and aunt, and will be dearly missed by family and friends alike. She enjoyed a lifelong passion for gardening and home decorating. Each season brought a new look to her home. She enjoyed bible study with friends and often extended herself to help others.

A committal service will be held at 11:00 am on Thursday, August 10, 2023, at the chapel of Delaware Veterans Memorial Cemetery, 2465 Chesapeake City Road, Bear, DE.

In lieu of flowers, contributions may be made in Marie’s memory to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society, Donor Services, PO Box 22324 New York, NY 10087 or online by clicking here.


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  • Mrs. Marie meant a lot to me in a short period of time. Thank you Mrs. Marie for giving me your time, laughter, tears, and your knowledge.

  • I want to send my condolences to the family. I grew up next to Mrs Noble. Just a year ago we were laughing about all the balls that we hit into her yard. Her gardens were beautiful.

  • I loved my sister. She practically raised my sister Gerry and my self. My sister never had a childhood. I will have happy memories. When my husband and myself visited my si

  • I ask my sister to repeat after me. I believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of the Living God. She is with our Savior. Will miss you my dear sister.

  • And as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives and at the last He will take His stand on the earth. Even after my skin is destroyed, yet from my flesh I shall see God, whom I myself shall see and not another. —Job 19:25-27

  • My Aunt Marie was a symbol of strength and elegance. She’ll truly be missed but forever in our hearts. Rest in peace now.

  • Sisters – a bond, thought to be unbreakable. The passing of my eldest sister has caused me to reflect on our bond, now severed by her passing.
    My earliest memories are of Marie’s coming home to my parents while her Navy enlisted husband, Bobby, was ‘out to sea’. For me, being the youngest, it was a time to revel in a visit from my niece, Anita, the eldest of my sisters’ two daughters. Being the youngest placed me twenty years apart from Marie. Effectively, with similar age differences between my older sisters, I grew up an only child; or it certainly felt that way. Anita and I were two years apart; and two peas out of different but related pods! Finally, I had a friend; a niece that felt more like a sister. These many years later, it still feels that way to me. We have a shared history. Teenage memories, laughing together, shopping together, going to dances together, dressing alike, roaming the Atlantic City Steel Pier, all cherished adventures.

    Marie had a kind heart, often disguised by a stern exterior. I recall many a Christmas Eve dinner with her; she loved my crab soup and I’d fuss over the table, knowing how much she loved Christmas. Also, Christmas in the ‘barn’ in Oxford, where she once stood, mid-snowstorm and declared, “It’s just like a fairy land!” Momentarily losing sight of her need to tackle the mile long driveway to get back home.

    She loved hard; she fought a good fight; she rarely backed down. She was fierce.

    All things have silver linings if one searches for them. Marie, in death you have brought Anita and I together once more. While she capably goes about the duties of settling your earthly possessions, I’ve determined to be there for her. Years ago, we were inseparable. Her blond to my brunette. Her serious nature, a balance to my far less serious self. Together we are going forward. Remembering you, loving you, on occasion ‘blessing’ you for your love of stuff. Lots and lots of stuff!
    Sixty-six years wed to the same wonderful husband. Ninety-two years of a life well-lived. Raising two beautiful daughters and my nephew.
    Sister dear, I’m just gonna say it: “ya done good”.

  • Marty and I are very sad about the loss of Marie. We are dear friends with her sister Georgia.

  • Rest in peace Aunt Marie I will always remember visits to your home as a child and how my stepfather loved your rumcake!