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Samuel R. Metherell

October 19, 2012
The Mining Journal

MARQUETTE, Mich. - Samuel R. Metherell, 98 years of age, a long-time resident of Marquette, left his beloved life here on earth and passed into new Life with the Lord on Thursday morning, October 18, 2012, at Brookridge Heights Assisted Living under the care of Lake Superior Hospice and his loving family.

He was born on April 26, 1914, in Negaunee, Michigan. He has resided at Brookridge Heights Assisted Living since 2011. He also lived three years at Warner Creek Assisted Living. Sam lived in Kissimmee, Florida for many years and came back to Marquette because of health reasons.

He leaves his daughter, Joan (Jerry) Gauthier, whom he called his guardian angel. He and Joan were very devoted to each other and had a very special father-daughter bond. He also leaves his grandchildren, Steve (Chris) Gauthier, Brian Gauthier and Lynn (Tim) Hawkins. He leaves his great grandchildren, Daren (Crystal) Gauthier, Lacey Gauthier, Jamie Gauthier, and Kristi (Jason) Jenkins; and great-great-grandchildren, Alexis and Tabytha Mayzes, Mason LaPlaunt, and Kaelyn Jenkins.

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Samuel R. Metherell

Sam was preceded in death by his wife, Marguerite (Dimmer) Metherell, his parents, Samuel and Effie (Goodman) Metherell Sr., his sisters, Florence King, Leah Bitters; and four brothers, John, William, Ambros, and James Coady.

Sam worked for many years at Stern & Fields which was a high end clothing store in downtown Marquette. He began his employment there in 1940 and stayed until the store closed in 1976. He was an attractive representative of the fine apparel which could be found in the store. Many people were drawn into the store by his wonderful personality and commanding representation of the store. He also worked at Scott Clothiers for twelve years.

Sam was a spirited man who enjoyed entertaining people with his piano, guitar and ukulele and he loved putting on small comical skits which he could plan at the "drop of a hat." He also taught a Tai Chi class at Warner Creek which was immensely enjoyed by the residents.

For many years he was the Captain of the annual Tippiecanoe flotilla on the AuTrain River in the fall of the year which was enjoyed by young and old. After the canoe trip, Sam directed the entertainment which included singing, dancing, skits and merriment at his cottage, Back O' The Moon, on Sand River.

In his younger years he enjoyed slalom skiing at Marquette Mountain. He loved walking on the beach, listening to the lapping of the waves or the thunder of the breakers crashing on the shore. He also liked to listen to the patter of the rain or the whistle of a train. This would put him in the mood to shoot his photography. He took many photographs of the Marquette Coast Guard Station and pictures of Lake Superior. Many of his photographs hang in various professional offices in Marquette. He was a very spiritual person and enjoyed writing about the wonders of nature, poetry and lyrics for songs. He was an avid reader. Sam's sunlight and starlight will follow him on his voyages as he rests in the Port of our Lord forever. May the wind be at his back as his spirit travels on the River of our Memories.

Sam will be sorely missed by his family, whom he held very dear to his heart. He will also be missed by the many friends and acquaintances he has encountered throughout his life.

Honoring Sam's request, private services will be held for the family at a later date.

The family wishes to acknowledge the kind and compassionate care Sam received at Brookridge, Warner Creek, and Lake Superior Hospice; and also the special care given by Dr. H. Van den Ende and Dr. Larry Skendzel over the years.

Memorials may be sent to the Brookridge Memorial Garden Fund, 1901 Division Street, Marquette, MI 49855.

The Fassbender Funeral Home is serving the family, where condolences may be expressed online at www.fassbenderfuneralhome.com

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there, I did not die.

 
 

 

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