Steven Paul Quintus

Everyone knew Steve’s number one priority: family came first. As a dad he was a perfectionist; he wanted his children to be great and worked as hard as anyone to help them achieve. He demanded their best in their grades and their sports and got them to explore new things in life; Steve may have been gruff from time to time, but his unconditional love was never in doubt. Same with his nieces and nephews; he treated them as if they were his own. If family was first, community was a close second. He moved to the Shade when he was in 8th grade: 1986 graduate of Maple Shade High School. He was a longtime participant in the Maple Business Association, giving out hot chocolate and hot dogs in the freezing cold, and was a member of the Lion’s Club. He was a lifelong foody, often heading off with his son to Philly on the exploration for the greatest cheesesteak (Angelo’s on 9th street if you want to save yourself some time), cooked for the family (the greatest pork chops though he was less enthused about vegetables) and hosted the holidays. They were joyous events provided you adhered to the assigned seating and stayed out of his kitchen. Sunny days found him with the top down, cruising with his daughter to grab a coffee from Starbucks. He had a massive amount of pride in his home; Sunday he pulled everyone out of bed to work on the yard and home projects were planned and researched until they were perfect. That level of perfection had bled over from his career; owner of Quintus Electric where his work looked more like art than anything purely functional. His kids were by his side on many a job over the years, soaking up his knowledge. It was a work journey that had begun as an apprentice at the Navy Yard. For vacations he’d get his Clark Griswold on, packing the family into his car to head cross country. He was captain of his APA pool team, keeping his team in line and making sure enough time-outs were being taken. Steve played softball in his 20’s, sang songs from the 90’s and couldn’t dance a lick though that didn’t stop him. He was a history buff (read it, watched it and travelled to historical sights) and watched a little basketball.

He’d meet a pretty girl named Debra and spend a little time with her at the State Fair. She wasn’t overly impressed. Undaunted, he’d ask her out on Dec 1, 1989 in the Acme parking lot. The fact that he was 6’3, good-looking and his Monte Carlo was parked behind him earned him a yes. The two would date for 8 years and then share a 28-year marriage blessed by two children, Phillip and Phoebe. He is survived by his sister, Janet (Tony) Mannello and his nieces and nephews. He was pre-deceased by a brother, Michael.

Come celebrate 58 great years Friday October 9, 4-7 p.m. at Mark Tilghman Funeral Home, 38 North Forklanding Road, Maple Shade where there will be a 7 p.m. storytime service.