Kateri Ray Quinn

June 19, 1933April 25, 2018

Kateri Quinn (Terry) 85, of Spring Lake, passed away on Wednesday, April 25, 2018 with her family at her side. She joins her beloved husband John (Jack), her son Terrance, her sister Elizabeth and grandson Brett, in eternity. Terry is survived by her brothers Jim McLaughlin and Raymond McLaughlin, her sisters Celia Lemoine and Gail Belby, and daughters Ellen Quinn-Murphy, Margaret Fedele and Cronan O’Connell. Terry was blessed to be surrounded by a loving family throughout her life. She will be missed by her grandchildren Andrew, Stacia, Cronan, Morgan, Sean, Daniel, Kathleen, Marybrett, Julianne, Riley Jane, John and Liam, and by her great grandchildren Charlie, Ned, Clark, Luca, Ella, Ignatius and Eamon. During her more than fifty years in Spring Lake Terry became well known in the community, first as a teacher at St. Catherine’s grammar school, as a member of the Women’s Club of Spring Lake, as president of the Spring Lake Board of Education, and before retiring in 2014, as Director of the Spring Lake Public Library where she shared her love for reading and the joy of literature. Visitation will be on Saturday, April 28, 2018 from 9:30 – 11am at the Church of the Holy Trinity, 301 Monmouth Avenue, Spring Lake. Funeral services will follow at 11am. Cremation will be private. The Neary Quinn Funeral Home in Manasquan is in charge of arrangements.


  • Visitation Saturday, April 28, 2018
  • Service Saturday, April 28, 2018

Kateri Ray Quinn

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Joe McKay

May 1, 2018

To The Quinns,

Saddened to hear of your mom's passing...hard to believe it's been 50+ years since I first met her in the doorway on Washington (???) Ave. Hope this finds you all healthy, wealthy and wise.
When dad died in 2000, in accord with his wishes, he was to be cremated and his ashes committed to the sea. We chose to scatter the ashes from the Shark River Bridge on the outgoing tide; a Saturday at midnight was the only time Matty, Billy and I could get together to do this. I was designated as the scatterer. We all forgot that the fishing boats return at midnight so as we were saying our final farewells, the siren went off and the bridge began to move. Matty and Billy took off for the car and left me holding the bag (literally). I looked at the cremains and said, "Sorry Dad, got to run, see you in the next life". That said, I dropped the bag into the river mouth and took off for the car. At first, we all felt as though we screwed up big time....but on second thought, knowing dad, it was the perfect send- off. May your mom enjoy the Quinn equivalent of a perfect send-off.