Jean Margaret (Herbert) Turdik lived by the motto, “If you have your health and a few bucks in your pocket, life is pretty good.” Her mother told her that she was born under a lucky star and Jean lived by that notion until the moment she died on Saturday, February 11, 2017.
Though she passed away at the Queen Anne Nursing Home in Hingham, her heart was still in Swampscott, Mass., where she relocated in her 70s from Whitestone, N.Y. For over 18 years, she could be seen driving her red jeep and walking into Paulina’s, Hawthorne By The Sea, or The Barnacle, like she owned the place. Jean made friends wherever she went.
Jean was married to Raymond Ring who was an AP photographer for the New York Post in the 1940s and 1950s, and he frequently used her for his photo shoots. She could be seen in the newspaper’s society pages, and when she would meet people they would often say, “You look familiar, have we met before?” Jean would smile and say, “Maybe we have!”
After a divorce from Mr. Ring, Jean found her true love, Fred Turdik, who was 21 years her junior. She always said, “He looked a little older, and I looked a little younger, so it worked." It was not until Jean turned 95 that her true age was revealed to Fred’s family and her friends.
Jean was not only a lover of life, but also a lover of animals. A dog was always by her side, but equally close by were her two birds, her pride and joy. Michael P., a double yellow Amazon who lived to be 49 years old, preceded her in death, and CeCe, an African Gray, just turned 40 and is being fostered in Hanover, Mass.
Jean is survived by her niece, Barbara Drake, and her two daughters. She is also survived by Fred’s sister, niece, nephew, and great-nieces and nephews. Jean was preceded in death by her parents, Hazel and Charles Herbert, and her brother, Wesley Herbert.
Jean was not political, but was very sad the night Hillary Clinton lost the Presidential election. Jean was a woman who had seen 98 years worth of changes, but a woman becoming president was the one change she realized she would never be able to witness.
She was an extraordinary woman who knew that laughter and lipstick were essentials that could make the worst of days better.
She is gone, but will never be forgotten.
There will be a memorial service, March 18, at 10 a.m. at the Faith Community Methodist Church in Plymouth, Mass., followed by a party to celebrate a life well lived at the Alba Restaurant in Quincy, Mass. Interment will be with her beloved, Fred at Pinelawn Memorial Park in Farmingdale, N.Y.
Published on  February 24, 2017