Jenny Lynn Edney

Jenny Lynn Edney, 81, passed away peacefully on June 17th, 2025, in Belhaven, North Carolina. Born in Pitcher, Oklahoma, on August 11th, 1943, she was the beloved daughter of James and Crystal Cunningham.

Jenny grew up in Miami, Oklahoma, and later attended the University of Oklahoma in Norman, earning her Bachelor of Science in Education in June of 1965. Her passion for teaching led her to Nellis Air Force Base, where she began her career as a grade school teacher. It was there she met the love of her life, Robert Arnold Edney. They were married on April 9th, 1966, in Myrtle Beach, South Carolina.

As a devoted military wife for 14 years, Jenny moved frequently—across the United States and overseas—bringing grace, strength, and warmth to each home she made.

Jenny and her family eventually settled in Arizona, where they spent most of their lives. In Arizona, she pursued her love of china painting, crafting beautiful depictions of birds and flowers. Her artistic work was honored with multiple awards at the Arizona State Fair, a testament to her talent and attention to detail.

Jenny was the proud mother of three children: Robert Scott Edney, Katherine Anne Freund, and Susan Diane Cast. She was a devoted grandmother to Melissa Brady, Hayley Demkey and Heather Gardino, and a cherished great-grandmother to Willow Brady and Raelynn Huxell.

She is survived by her loving husband of 59 years, Robert Arnold Edney; her children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren; and her siblings Judy Barry, Susan McNett, and James Cunningham.

Jenny will be laid to rest on Tuesday, June 24, 2025 at 10 am, graveside, at Yeatesville Community Cemetery in Beaufort County, North Carolina. Her life was a reflection of love, creativity, and quiet strength. She will be deeply missed and forever remembered by all who knew and loved her.

Her Journey’s Just Begun

Don’t think of her as gone away—

her journey’s just begun,

Life holds so many facets—

this earth is only one.

Just think of her as resting

from the sorrows and the tears,

In a place of warmth and comfort

where there are no days or years.

Think how she must be wishing

that we could know today,

How nothing but our sadness

can really pass away.

And think of her as living

in the hearts of those she touched,

For nothing loved is ever lost—

and she was loved so much.