Marjorie Ann Quinlan
October 4, 1925 – March 18, 2019
Born in Syracuse, Kansas, on October 4, 1925. Preceded in death by husband, Melvin R. Quinlan; parents, Anna Heck Wherritt and Barton William Wherritt; brothers Milton Hood and Barton LeRoy Wherritt; sister Lucille Godfrey; and companion Jodie Albert “Al” Thornton. Survived by sons James Quinlan (Kathy), Trent Quinlan (Kendra), granddaughters Stephanie Murphy (Todd), Elizabeth Bills (David), grandson Matthew Quinlan (Brooke); granddaughters Erin Quinlan, Alyssa Blue (David), Whitney Lipsey (Brad); great grandsons James “Teddy” Murphy and Garrett Bills; great granddaughters Olivia Murphy, Emily Bills, Charlotte Bills, Reagan Blue and Anna Blue.
Marjorie was a loving, vivacious, and occasionally strong-willed wife, mother, grandmother and great-grandmother. Across six cities and 20 years, she raised two sons while supporting her husband during numerous corporate transfers. In 1967 Omaha became “home” where she was actively engaged in a variety of community, arts and service organizations. After the death of her husband in 1995, she was later blessed with a second chance at love with companion “Al”.
The family will receive friends on Sunday, March 24th from 4pm to 6pm at the West Center Chapel. SERVICES: Monday, March 25th at 2pm, Dundee Presbyterian Church, 5312 Underwood Ave. Private family interment. Memorials are suggested to Dundee Presbyterian Church and Lauritzen Gardens.
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Jim,
So sorry to hear of the loss of you Mother. Mothers are very special and will always have a Special Place in your heart. Hold onto all the memories and know that you will always have an Angel above.
With Sympathy for You and the Family,
Sincerely,
Bonnie
I know that your entire family will miss Marge, as Rob and I will also. She was a very special friend to us. She was both classy and fun, and we were so happy for her and Al when they both got a second chance at love so late in life. May God Bless your family and may you keep Marge in your hearts forever.
I saw the most breathtaking pink sunset in Arizona a few nights ago with a brilliant pink streak pointing straight up to heaven. I have never seen such a mesmerizing sky and my immediate thought was that Marge was saying good-bye to me. I watched it until the sky turned gray and then I knew that Marge was now where she belonged; gone from this earth, but never forgotten. With deepest sympathy, Martha and Rob Poage
Please accept our deepest sympathies on Marjorie’s passing.
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