Jane Moore Drury, 1928-2020

My Mother passed away on February 29th, 2020. She lived a long, full life. We will all miss her.

Jane Drury waves outside her home at Mill Creek in Marquette, Michigan.

What follows is her obituary, published in The Mining Journal and on the Fassbender, Swanson, Hanson funeral home website.


Jane Moore Drury, age 91, of Marquette and Big Bay, died peacefully on Saturday, February 29, 2020, at UP Health System – Marquette, in the loving care of her family

Jane was the only child of Edward Kenneth Moore and Helen Norris Moore. Born December 15, 1928 in Cincinnati, Ohio, she also spent part of her childhood in St. Louis, Missouri. She attended Mt. Healthy High School in Cincinnati and subsequently earned a bachelor’s degree in English at Ohio State University.

When settled in Washington, D.C., Jane was introduced by a mutual friend to her second husband, Alfred Charles Drury. Jane had always welcomed the idea of a large family, and with her three children, joined Al and his five children. Alfred and Jane had one son together, bringing their total to nine children. In addition, Alfred’s step-sons, Jon and Arthur Casanova, were also included in this new family union. All her nieces and nephews, grand- and great-grandchildren as well as children-in-law have benefitted from her mothering.

Jane and Alfred left Washington and relocated their family in Okinawa in 1970 when Alfred was stationed at the US Embassy in Saigon, Vietnam. They returned to the US in 1972 and acquired Alfred’s childhood home at 414 East Hewitt Avenue in Marquette. For over forty years they split their time between Marquette and their camp on Conway Lake near Big Bay, interspersed with extensive travel in the US, Mexico, and Britain. They commissioned two sailing yachts and cruised the inland waterway of the eastern US, the Florida Keys, and the Bahamas.

After Alfred’s death in 2013, Jane moved to the Mill Creek Senior Living Community where she lived very happily in an independent living duplex with her beloved cat, Sam. She entered the assisted living section of Mill Creek in January 2020, agreeing that it was needed and easier, but noting that it was the first time since 1950 that she did not have her own kitchen.

Jane will indeed be remembered for the hospitality of her kitchen. There was always room for one more person and there were always cookies of great craft and variety in the cookie jar. Jane loved experimenting in the kitchen and was an excellent baker and cook. Her meals brought family and friends together for many pleasant moments.

Jane was a steadfast and loyal friend who kept up with those she loved for decades. She cared deeply for her community, volunteering to read to children in the Powell Township School in Big Bay and as a member of the Community Presbyterian Church of Big Bay. She delighted in her work at the Peter White Public Library and sharing her latest discovery from Snowbound Books. Her kindness and gentleness, as well as her sharp intellect, insight, and good judgment, will be missed by one and all.

Jane is survived by her children Arthur Casanova, Kit (Chester) Schlei Buczynski, Stephanie Hazel Drury McPherson, William (Catherine) Kenneth Schlei, Hazel Letitia Drury Flaska, Andrew (Danielle) Moore Schlei, Abigail Faith Drury, and Alfred (Melanie) Cooper Drury, 18 grandchildren, and 18 great-grandchildren. She was pre-deceased by her husbands Alfred Charles Drury and Norbert Anthony Schlei, and her children Jeanne Drury Tape, Jon Casanova, and Letitia Ann Drury.

Thanksgiving Storm, Marquette, Michigan, 2019

For Thanksgiving last year, we traveled to Marquette, Michigan to see my Mother and family friends. From Tuesday though Thanksgiving in the last week of November, a good-sized November storm came through. I had a chance to take some pictures, and that is the subject of this post.

On the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, as the storm was gathering, I bundled up and headed out toward Presque Isle, a wonderful part at the northwest end of Marquette. Just outside the entrance to the park, I stopped by the Lake Superior & Ishpeming Railroad (LS&I) ore dock, the remaining operational ore loading facility in Marquette. As I arrived, I spotted a ship heading out on to Lake Superior beneath an ominous sky.

An ore boat heads out on to Lake Superior as a November storm approaches

The ore dock, built in 1912, is 1,250 feet long, 60 feet wide, and the top is 75 feet above the water. It has 200 pockets for ore pellets, 100 on each side each with a capacity of 250 tons. Believe it or not, it sits on 10,000 wooden pilings. The ore boat Saginaw was tied up at the dock and loading ore.

The Saginaw loads at Marquette

The LS&I have a retired locomotive parked by the dock. It is impressive.

A diesel-electri engine on display near the ore dock

From there I went into the park and stopped to check out the break wall. Note the gate closing it off. It is a nice walk in the summer, but one needs to stay off in the fall and winter. In spite of the ominous skies, the lake was relatively calm.

The uppoer harbor breakwall at Presque Isle Park
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Losing a Nice Tree

Back in November, I noted that some branches on a nice, big pine tree by our house in Lake Riverside were looking a little yellowish. My worst fears were realized when we got out to the house after Christmas and these branches were clearly dead. You can see the dead needles on the right side of the right hand tree.

You can see the dead needles on the right hand side of the large pine

With the tree right next to the house and partially over the roof, I knew that I needed professional help. I had some hope that the tree might be saved, and if that wasn’t possible, I needed a tree service to take it down safely. Consulting with our local Facebook group led me to Cherry Tree Service. Chris and Roger came out and sadly confirmed my fears that the tree needed to come down.

We scheduled the work for January 1st (they are dedicated) and they showed up in the morning with their equipment. They set up quickly and got to work. Here is a time-lapse video of the tree removal.

Reduced to branches and small chunks, the tree was removed. Looking at part of the trunk, you could see how fast the tree grew when it was young and how that growth slowed as the tree became larger.

The tree grew fast when it was young but slowed down as it got larger

Within about an hour, the tree was nothing but a stump.

All that’s left is the stump

Chris has a remarkable stump removing machine that quickly ground the stump into mulch.

This hydralic marvel grinds down the stump

After a couple of hours of work, all that was left was a mound of mulch and dirt.

All that remains is a pile of mulch

It was almost as if the tree had never been there. We will miss its shade and the character it provided to the property.

It’s almost as if the tree had never been there

Anjaneri Fort, Nashik, Maharashtra — October 2019

Following up on my earlier post on Nashik, we headed out on Saturday morning to visit Anjaneri Fort, a historic and religious place on the road to Trimbakeshwar. Anjaneri Fort is said to be the birthplace of the Hindu god Hanuman. Hanuman is a major figure in the Hindu epic Ramayana. Anjaneri was Hanuman’s mother and gives her name to his birthplace.

It was about a 45-minute drive from our hotel to the turn off the main road. We headed up sharply, through a small village, and into the area managed by the Forest Department. There was a small entry fee. We arrived at the parking lot below the impressive cliffs of the Trimbakeshwar Range. This is the view from the parking lot.

The shear cliff towers above the parking lot at Anjaneri fort

At this point we confirmed what I had read on-line: Cameras are not allowed. My new Sony RX-100 M5 had to stay in the car. All the pictures in this post were taken with my Google Pixel 2, most using Adobe Lightroom Mobile.

It was somewhat warm and humid as we made our way up the stairs clinging to the side of the steep cliff of the ghat. I’d brought Gatorade this time to be sure I didn’t overheat like I did a week earlier in Thane. The stairs are in decent shape and you ascend quickly, passing others who are coming down.

The stairs cling to the side of the cliff

Having driven up a fair amount to reach the parking lot, the view of the countryside is quite impressive. This year had a very generous and long-lasting monsoon and the countryside was brilliantly green. This is a view of Anjaneri Lake from the path.

Anjaneri Lake is full from generous monsoon rains

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Thane & Nashik, Maharashtra — October 2019

Back in October, on my first morning in India, we had plans to go to Yeoor Hills, on the north east side of Mumbai near Thane for some sightseeing. Always wanting to win the fight against jet lag quickly, I was up early Sunday after arriving after midnight the night before. I was greeted by a hazy but pretty sunrise outside the window of my hotel.

Sunrise seen from the Grand Hyatt

I was up early and in the car heading for Thane at 8am. Our first stop was the Golden Swan Country Club in Yeoor Hills. This 9-hole course is nestled in the hills on the east side of Sanjay Gandhi National Park in the northern part of Mumbai. We hit a few golf balls as the rest of our little Sunday outing group arrived.

The driving range at the Golden Swan Country Club

Our next stop was the Mandapa Forest Bird Watching zone. We were there for a short trek, not for bird watching. After driving down from Yeoor Hills, we went north a couple of kilometers before turning back up towards the hills. We went from busy offices to residential to the end of the road against the wooded area at the foot of the hills west of Thane. There was an entrance fee for non-residents (they will check the prefix on your license plate or ask for identification) but it is well worth the cost. You go from the city to the jungle in a very short distance. Views of the city below are remarkable.

Thane seen Mandapa Forest bird watching zone

The story continues below the fold. At the end of the week we visited Nashik, a city 100 miles (160 kilometers) northeast of Mumbai. Here is a teaser photo to encourage you to click on “continue reading” to see the rest of the post.

The sunset seen from the Sula Vineyards parking lot
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Road Trip Summer 2019 — Part 2

We pick up our story as we arrive in beautiful Anacortes, Washington. 90 miles north of Seattle, Anacortes is the gateway to the San Juan Islands, a beautiful chain of islands connected by the excellent Washington State Ferry System. We were here for family reunion on my wife’s side. This post will cover very little from Anacortes, as that was all family activity, but much more on our drive south through the redwoods and down the California coast. But first, Anacortes.

If you visit Anacortes, you must visit Washington Park. Located at the far west end of the city, next to the ferry terminal, this large park has many hiking trails and accesses to the sound (I suppose it’s the sound and not the ocean, correct me if I am wrong). I went there with my daughters on a nice sunny day and came upon this small crab. He (it?) is in the lower left side of the picture. Remember that you can click on any picture to see a full-sized version.

A very small crab amongst the rocks at a beach in Washington Park, Anacortes, WA

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A virgin redwood forest
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Road Trip Summer 2019 — Part 1

With a major family reunion planned for my mother-in-law’s 90th birthday, we decided to take two weeks and drive two and from Anacortes, Washington. Our route took us inland on the way north and closer to and along the coast on the way south. This post will mostly be a travelogue and, following my normal practice, I don’t include too many pictures of people. This is my third road trip post, the first being our trip to Anacortes in 2011, the second being an extended return trip from Anacortes in 2017.

We left on a Sunday morning, getting on the road around 8:30am. We went north through the San Fernando Valley, then merged on to the Antelope Valley Freeway, CA-14 in Sylmar. From there passed through Palmdale and Landcaster, stopping for gas in Mojave. This was a day for distance. After passing through the beautiful Red Rock Canyon State Park, we merged with US-395 where CA-14 ends just outside of Inyokern. Lunch was in Bishop, where my wife took over driving. When we passed through Independence, it was too early to have lunch at the Still Life Cafe, a remarkable French restaurant in this small town (population 660).

The terrain, which had started off with the coastal mountains, moved to the Mojave Desert and the arid and spectacular eastern Sierra Owens Valley, began to switch to pine and meadows. Mono Lake is beautiful I finally took a picture just outside of Bridgeport, California, 360 miles after departing Los Angeles.

Livestock along US 395 outside of Bridgeport, CA

You climb out of this valley, into a pine forest before turning northward towards Nevada. After you turn north, the highway follows the West Walker River. It flows down into another Antelope Valley, by the small town of Walker, feeding Topaz Lake and ultimately Walker Lake in Nevada. There was still plenty of water in the river from our generous snow-pack this year.

The West Walker River at the Shingle Mill Flat picnic area

We stopped at the Shingle Mill Flat picnic area to stretch our legs and see the river.

The West Walker River at the Shingle Mill Flat picnic area

It was then just a few more miles to Topaz Lake and the Best Western Topaz Lake Inn. With the conclusion of our first day, I will drop in the “continue reading” break and hope that you look at the pictures ahead from Crater Lake and Hood River. More to come next month in part 2.

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Matheran, Maharashtra, March 2019

This Spring the team took a return trip to Matheran, reprising our visit from three years ago. Matheran is an eco-sensitive hill station 56 miles (90 km) east of Mumbai at the edge of the Western Ghats. Hill stations are towns at higher altitude than the surrounding area. Matheran is at about 2,600 ft (800 m) above sea level and Wikipedia tells us that “Matheran” means “forest on the forehead.” Hill stations are popular tourist destinations as they are generally cooler than the cities. To get you interested, here is a picture from Louisa Point where we went to see the sunset. Note that clicking on a picture will bring up a full-sized version.

A man watches the sunset from Louisa Point

Matheran’s status as an eco-sensitive hill station means that development is restricted. No cars are allowed beyond the Dasturi parking area a mile or so from the main village. Travel into the village is either on horseback or on a narrow-gauge railroad. We drove up to Matheran in several cars, arriving at the parking area by late afternoon.

There is constant activity at Dasturi car parking

Our host had arranged for horse transportation. We assembled the group and headed off to our hotel.

The group mounts up on our horses
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Adalaj Stepwell, Gujarat, March 2019

On my last trip to India, when I was in Gandhinagar, we left the office a little early to do some sight-seeing. We visited the Adalaj Stepwell, a stepwell built in 1498 by Queen Rudadevi in memory of her husband, Rana Veer Singh, king of the area at the time. Stepwells, large pits cut into the ground or rock, collect water from monsoon rains and are common in the arid areas of India (Wikipedia). One reaches the water by descending steps down into the well, hence the name stepwell. Two ladies are stepping down into the well in this photograph. (Click on any picture for a full-sized version.)

Heading down the steps into the well

There is a legend about the building of the well. The Hindu king Rana had planned to build a well at this spot, but the project was interrupted when he was attacked by the neighboring king, Mohammed Begda, and killed in battle. Queen Rudadevi wanted to join her husband in death but was forbidden to do so by Begda. Begda offered her marriage and the queen agreed on the condition that Begda complete the well. It was quickly built. At the dedication of the well, the queen threw herself into the well, drowning. The rotunda of the top level of the well shows the intricate carvings that cover the interior of the well.

There are beautiful carvings all over the interior of the stepwell

The five-story deep well had little water as I was visiting at the end of the dry season. This is a view of the fifth level with a bird flying above.

A bird flies above as we look across the top level
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Mulshi Lake, Maharashtra, October 2018

Last October, I was able to take a nice overnight excursion to a small resort on Mulshi Lake, near Pune, about a 100-mile (165 km) drive from the Grand Hyatt in Mumbai. We departed from the hotel just before lunch, having just arrived from Ahmedabad that morning. Our route took us on the Mumbai-Pune Expressway and we left early enough that the traffic was not bad.

Our travelling group took several cars, each leaving from different locations. Our past trips of using a bus taught us that the logistics of getting everyone to one location to start, along with the slow pace of the buses themselves, make a car trip more practical. India has a relatively new policy that requires for-hire cars to have a speed governor that limits the maximum speed to 80 KPH (50 MPH). Our driver’s car did not have a governor. There were several times we wished it did, as he drove very fast and aggressively. It kept us alert.

Upon reaching the outskirts of Pune, we turned off the highway and headed southwest, navigating the difficult Pune traffic. Once out of the city area and into the country, the traffic lightened up, but the road significantly worsened. It was a bumpy ride but quite scenic. After a couple of hours of driving, we arrived at the Residency Lake Resort & Spa, our accommodations for that evening. The resort is about 2 miles (3 km) past the Mulshi Dam. The view from the resort is quite pleasant.

The Residency Lake Resort and Spa on Mulshi Lake had a nice view of the lake

Mulshi Lake holds about 42,420 acre-feet of water (per Wikipedia 0.0523 km3 [0.0125 cu mi]). An acre-foot is the amount of water that would cover an acre (0.405 hectare) to a depth of one foot. It is about 325,853 gallons (1,233,489 liters), the approximate amount of water a US household uses in a year. For comparison, Shasta
Lake
, the largest reservoir in the California State Water project, can hold 4,552,000 acre-feet. Mulshi Lake is about the same capacity as the Ice House Reservoir on the American River west of Lake Tahoe. Since the monsoon had just finished when we were there, Mulshi Lake was very full.

Mulshi Dam produces power for Pune with a 300 megawatt power plant run by Tata Power. It was built in the 1920s.

Here is a shot of Mulshi Lke from our hike the next day, and the teaser to get you to keep reading beyond the fold.

A final view of Mulshi Lake as we head down the hill
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