Remembering Jaimie

1988-2025

Jaimie was a devoted daughter, sister, and aunt. Like many women diagnosed with Mucinous Ovarian Cancer, her fight ended far too soon. This is Jaimie’s story as told by her devastated sister, Breana.
Jaimie Lee Quinn was a brilliant, compassionate, and courageous woman. The daughter of Ziggy, a dedicated police officer, and Colleen, a meticulous and gifted accountant, Jaimie inherited the best of both her parents—her father’s integrity and her mother’s sharp intellect. She was thoughtful and deliberate, always carefully weighing her options before making the right decision.
Even as a child, Jaimie stood out for her quick wit and curious spirit. Petite for her age, she was often mistaken for being younger, but her intelligence always made her shine. She started school early and quickly rose to the top of her class, graduating high school ranked 10th in the entire state. She was accepted for early admission to the University of Rhode Island, where she studied psychology and pre-law, served as President of Chi Omega, and maintained academic excellence throughout
She later pursued her law degree in Miami, Florida, graduating Cum Laude, with membership in Law Review and two published articles to her name. In true Jaimie fashion, she passed the Florida Bar on her first attempt in 2013. From the moment she was sworn in, she dedicated her legal career to serving the underserved. Every client mattered. Every case was personal. She led her firm’s litigation department and argued federal cases as the sole litigator. She never lost a motion for summary judgment. Her work ethic was unmatched.
Jaimie was also a passionate traveler. She studied abroad in Spain—not once, but twice—and immersed herself fully in each culture she visited, embracing the wine, cuisine, and nightlife with joy and curiosity. Later, living in Fort Lauderdale, she made Turks & Caicos her favorite getaway, relishing its beauty, cuisine, and luxury with her closest friends.
But Jaimie’s greatest joy in life was being an aunt. She adored her three nephews—Charlie, Mason, and Brian—with a love that knew no bounds. She showed up for everything: birthdays, games, graduations, and every little moment in between. If her nephews needed her, she was there without hesitation. Being their aunt was her most cherished role.

The Diagnosis and Journey

In February 2020, during a routine gynecological check-up, doctors discovered an 8-pound, 20cm ovarian cyst. She underwent surgery at the height of the COVID-19 pandemic, and fortunately, the initial pathology was benign. But six months later, the cyst had returned, and a second surgery revealed “borderline” cells. A third surgery in February 2021 removed another cyst, this time prompting the removal of her right ovary. Again, the results were borderline.
Over the next two years, Jaimie focused on her health, determined to preserve her fertility and avoid further complications. In late 2022, another cyst was removed—still borderline, with no abnormal bloodwork or signs of cancer.
Then, in March 2024, another cyst appeared. Surgery was scheduled for June, after a long-planned trip to Turks & Caicos. This time, the cyst had ruptured. Adhesions were found throughout her abdomen, and multiple biopsies were taken. A week later, we received the news we had long feared: Jaimie was diagnosed with cancer. Shortly after, it was confirmed as Mucinous Ovarian Cancer (MOC).
In true Jaimie fashion, she did her research. She consulted four specialists and ultimately chose to receive care at Dana-Farber Cancer Institute in Boston. There, additional tests revealed the cancer had metastasized to her liver. In July 2024, she was diagnosed with Stage IV MOC.
She began chemotherapy immediately. After six rounds, it became clear the treatment wasn’t effective. She tried another regimen—ten rounds total. It slowed things briefly but ultimately failed. In January 2025, she enrolled in a clinical trial targeting her genetic pathway, enduring weekly infusions and debilitating side effects. In March, the treatment was discontinued, as her body could no longer tolerate it.
In May, she began experiencing severe kidney pain and required a stent. Despite constant hospital visits, her pain grew unbearable. On June 3, 2025, she was told there were no further treatment options. The tumors in her liver had grown to the size of blueberries, and jaundice had set in. Two days later, she was placed on hospice.
On June 6, 25 people from across the country flew into our hometown of Cranston, Rhode Island, to say goodbye to the person who had touched so many lives. Friends dropped everything to be by her side—just as she had done for them, time and again. On June 7, she lost consciousness. We did everything we could to make her final days peaceful.
Jaimie passed away on June 11, 2025, from liver failure caused by the spread of her MOC. Her funeral was held on June 17—exactly one year from the day of her diagnosis.

A Sister’s Grief

Losing my big sister has been the greatest heartbreak of my life. Jaimie wasn’t just my sister—she was my best friend, my soulmate, my person. She was everything to everyone: a fierce advocate, a loyal friend, a devoted aunt. The world is dimmer without her.
I made her a promise: her nephews will never forget her. Her legacy will live on in them. Her battle won’t be in vain. We will honor her life by raising awareness, supporting research, and fighting for earlier detection and better outcomes for others facing this disease.
Next fall, we will hold a memorial softball tournament at the fields where we spent our childhood summers. The funds we raise will go toward education, early screening, and research into MOC, in honor of Jaimie and all the courageous women like her.
We love you, Jaimie. May you rest in the sweetest, most peaceful light.
You are forever in our hearts.