Dorothy Malone Gumbert, 84, took her final trail ride early Friday morning, September 27, with her family gathered at their Cypress Acres Ranch in Wimberley, TX. A lifelong Texan, Dorothy was born in Houston on February 26, 1940 to Clarence Mc-Leod Malone and Alice Bragg Malone, joining a brother, Clarence Jr. (Bubba), and two sisters, Mildred, and Alice. While residents of Houston during the school year, the family traveled to Wimberley during warmer months to stay at 'The Lodge', their summer house overlooking the Blanco river. They spent long days and evenings on the screen porch visiting with friends and cousins from San Marcos, where Dorothy fell in love with the cedar-covered hills, the clear, cool waters of Cypress Creek, and the warm limestone banks of the Blanco River. In Wimberley, she learned to ride horses, swim, and fish, activities she taught to generations of her family--her children and grandchildren, her nieces and nephews. In Houston, she met Harry Edwards Gumbert, Jr. (Eddie), her lifetime sweetheart first in kindergarten and then again in junior high at Kincaid. After graduating from Lamar High School in Houston, Dorothy attended Randolph- Macon College in Virginia and then transferred to the University of Texas at Austin, earning her bachelor's degree in history. While at UT, Dorothy pledged Pi Beta Phi sorority and made her entrance into Houston society as an Allegro Debutante. Dorothy and Eddie were married on June 28, 1963 in the Chapel of St. Luke's United Methodist Church in Houston. Their first two daughters, Alice and Wendy, were born in Houston, then joined by their younger sister, Lynn, after the family moved to Wimberley in 1970, where Dorothy and Eddie had purchased the land that is now Cypress Acres Ranch. Together, they added on to a small, existing rock house to create a homemade of stones from their pastures and cedar from their land to house their growing family in Wimberley. Over time, they built a real estate and development company—Eddie Gumbert Real Estate and Blanco Bend Development Company — where they both worked, selling large tracts of land and ranches throughout the Hill Country. And together they built a venerated short-term lodging business on their ranch, creating memories for so many families for 60 plus years, a laid-back, relaxing respite on Cypress Creek. The Gumberts raised their three daughters on the bluff above the banks of Cypress Creek, and Dorothy pursued her passion of riding horses through the scented cedar brakes and the limestone-studded pastures covered in bluebonnets, agarita, and fire wheels. In her barn is a weathered wall hung with lead ropes and bridles with the names of those old friends above each one... Scooter, Smoky, Squaw, Calico, Hondo, Patches, Fie, and Vaquero... to name a few. Dorothy loved to hunt and fish, and she and Eddie kept their deep freeze loaded with wild game. Summers always included family and friend fish fries, with perch, bass, and catfish pulled from the Blanco River and Cypress Creek. Venison sausage for breakfast was a given and often a Christmas gift to her non-hunting friends. In cooler months, meals were taken in the dining room on a long, Malone-family table in front of a stone fireplace fed with cedar logs. An avid genealogist, she wrote books on family history, gathering stories from genealogical research and memories from family and friends. She wrote two books, chronicling the past and present and even conquered the internet and different parts of the country in her search for family connections. In keeping with her fascination with family, genealogy and history, Dorothy was an active board member of the Hays County Historical Commission, tracing the history of the area's earliest days to the present, learning about the Malone family's journey from the nation's Deep South to Central Texas and the roles they and so many others played in the creation of what became her family home. But mostly, she gathered family and friends around her, hosting many of the Cowboy Camp events, a decades-old reunion of cousins from across the country, visiting and catching up, preparing and serving meals along the river and creek, trekking to famed and reclusive swimming holes, sleeping on the screened porches of the Gumbert cabins, and debating the twists and turns of the world over hand cranked ice cream and beverages of choice. Fireworks lit the Gumbert's caliche driveway on the Fourth of July. It took a lot of rain or an exceptional occasion to pull Dorothy away from her afternoon swims in the creek. Anyone who stopped by after 3 pm knew they could find Dorothy and Eddie lounging in big black Gumbert inner tubes, floating beneath the green awning of the ancient cypress and over the faithful springs of Cypress Creek. Afterwards, if you were lucky, you could join them on the patio overlooking the creek for cocktail hour, To say Dorothy never branched out beyond the ranch after she and Eddie settled their family amongst the limestone and cedar would have been to overlook the trips they took to places as far flung as Asia and Africa, or to the mountains of Wyoming where Dorothy rode horses with lifelong friends in the Grand Tetons. Visits to Houston that called for a shift in wardrobe were not frequent, but not unheard of. One story recalls Dorothy stopping at a gas station on the outskirts of the city to change from jeans into an evening dress for attendance at a debutante ball, where she was just as comfortable as she was on hunting trips at her friends' ranches in West Texas. Though firmly anchored in the Hill Country, Dorothy never let go of her childhood friends, many of whom bought land in or around Wimberley, built summer homes that often turned into retirement homes, and anchored themselves firmly in the Gumbert's Wimberley sphere. Dorothy liked to say that the only thing a woman needed in her pocket was a tube of (red) lipstick and a pocketknife, and that most everything could be fixed with baling wire. She had a wonderful smile, was always practical and most of all, she carried inside her, sometimes hidden in gruffness, bravery and a generous heart. In essence, Dorothy was a woman who created the life she wanted to live and drew her family and friends into her sphere, a sphere many never wanted to leave. So now, Dorothy joins another sphere of friends and relatives that include her parents-- Clarence McCleod Malone, Sr. and Alice Bragg Malone; her siblings--Clarence Mc-Leod Malone, Jr., Mildred Malone Ryman, and Alice Malone Williams. She is survived by her husband, Harry Edwards Gumbert Jr, (Eddie); her daughters and their spouses, Alice Gumbert Lebkuecher and Ralph Phillip Lebkuecher III, Wendy Gumbert and Saul Mendoza Hernandez, and Lynn Gumbert Edone and Derek Christopher Edone; grandsons, Matthew Phillip Lebkuecher, Blake Edwards Lebkuecher and his wife Kari Louk Lebkuecher, with the first