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When I first moved to Culebra, 2 boys dropped off a puppy who was approximately 3 weeks old. I did not have
much experience with puppy's that small, so when she had what I thought was a seizure AWC recommended that I
bring her to Jane for her assessment. I did not know Jane, but she was very kind to see Leah that day.
It was obvious that she loved animals and she took the time to answer all of my questions and concerns. I left her
home feeling confident that Leah was healthy and I was doing a good job of caring for her.
I was grateful for Jane that day and will always remember her fondly.
Best,
Mary and Dave Wiedner
Met Jane almost 22 years ago when she and Judd still lived up on the hill across from Abby and Billy. Jane was like
the Doc Fred of the Vet world . Although officially "retired" she would never turn down any request for help with an
animal be it midnight ,on the side of the road, or any place or circumstance that required her incredible
expertise....And like my good friend Doc Fred (whom I will also never forget )Jane had lived long enough in the
tropics that she could improvise to the n'th degree, performing spay surgery on kitchen tables, taping up broken
limbs in the backseat of cars to delivering horse and cattle when the mother had problems out on the field in the
middle of the night. Jane came off sometimes as a tough bird but behind those pretty blue eyes was the soul of one
of the most caring people I have ever met. She touched the lives of a lot of us here in Culebra. May we always
remember! I know I will....Chris Goldmark
Jane was a friend of many years. A favorite memory is of when a mutual friend
of ours had a young colt, and it was desired that he be gelded. Jane had not
done this in her practice as she was a small animal Vet. But that didnt mean
that she couldnt, she just had to have some instructions and the needed tools.
So, Jane called a knowledgeable colleague to obtain what she required.
Very promptly, a heavy package arrived in the post office with the needed tools
and hand-written instructions. Along with the contents of the package, Jane
needed an able-bodied assistant: my tall, dark, handsome husband fit the bill.
On the mutually agreed upon day, mare, colt, owner, husband, Jane and I met at
a convenient, shady location suitable for where the operation could be
performed. My job was to re-read aloud the instructions, and keep the mare
calm.
All went very well, and we all lived happily ever after.
Remembering dedicated
island vet Jane Rowley
ON DECEMBER 12, 2014
Dec. 2014
By Pat Garber
Jane Rowley, 69, a veterinarian who had served Ocracoke for years, died peacefully in her sleep Oct.
31 in the home where she had retired in Culebra, Puerto Rico, in 2006
Jane was known to many Ocracokers, who took their pets to the old trailer on British Cemetery Road
that served as her veterinary clinic. Jane, who loved animals, nature and chess, had a practice and home
in Avon, and came to Ocracoke three days a week, regardless of the weather, said her friend Frances
Miller, who worked part time for Jane.
Jane came across in small Coast Guard boats, bucking the wind and waves, determined to keep her
clinic open, Frances said of Janes tenacity one time after a hurricane when the roads were closed and
there were no ferries running.
Jane, who was a wildlife rehabilitator, also was devoted to serving Ocracats, the islands feral cat
neutering program, offering her services at nominal fees and caring for sick or injured feral cats for
free.
Brigetta Cromwell, a cat lover and friend of Janes who used to live here, remembers one time when
Jane arrived on the island to learn that Brigetta had trapped 28 feral cats for neutering. There were 20
males and eight females, Brigetta says. I thought she would be mad, but she worked non-stop and did
them all in two days.
Island artist Barbara Adams worked for Jane in exchange for veterinary care for Barbs dogs.
It was a special time she reminisces, laughing about how she and Jane loved the old Dr. Who
television series.
Janes sister, Judy Wilburn, of Bluffton, SC, says that there will be a memorial service in Culebra on
Dec. 27.
Donations in Janes name can be made to the Humane Society of the U.S, or to Ocracats, P.O Box 993,
Ocracoke, NC 27960.
My wife Debbie and I have been coming to Culebra every March for 10 years. We met Jane early on in those visits.
We would go to Tamarindo Beach because it was quiet and peaceful. This, of course, was before the kayaks, SUP
and crowds of now. Jane and her dog Hound Dog would usually be there. Jane would be laying on a towel reading
a book and Hound Dog would be wandering around or napping in the sand. There Is a tree with lots of shade we
like to sit under, Jane was lying in the sun near there. I asked if she minded if we sat under the tree near her. Her
response, gruffly, was "Yeah, ok if you don't scream or make a lot noise". This was our first meeting. Soon, Hound
Dog came up and layed down beside us. Sweet dog. Later Jane came up and said "Well, you must be ok people
because Hound Dog doesn't like anybody and he likes you". Thus became our friendship. We found we had many
things in common. Before coming to Culebra for vacations, we use to go to Avon North Carolina, where Jane had a
veterinarian practice. We had friends in common there. We would sit on Tamarindo and talk until Jane would look
at her watch and say "I got to go, Dr Who is coming on soon and I don't want to miss it".
We only spent a few weeks each year with Jane, but she was a dear friend and we will miss her.
Rest in Peace, dear Jane.
David and Debbie Smith
Danville, VA
When Jane lived at Judd's she would help anyone who came to seek vet assistance, and helped me with humane
euthanasia of two beloved pets. I also called upon her to help with another pet years later. Without her help and
presence these dogs would have suffered much more. Jane, I know that you are taking care of all the animals on
the other side that you helped here in this lifetime. With that I feel comfort and hope that Jane's family feels the
same. Love, Teresa Tallevast
I'd heard a kitten mewling outside my window and went to see what was
going on. Apparently the Mama had abandoned her; she was sick and
unable to use her legs at all. I didn't know how I could really help
her and thought I'd take her down to my cart on the corner as Jane
came by every day and I knew she'd be able to give me a good opinion
of possible options.
After looking at the kitten, Jane told me that she'd have to be put
down, as whatever was wrong with her would not be healed. She went
home and got her supplies and came back to the cart to administer the
medication to the kitten. She took her time and let the kitten leave
this world as painlessly as possible and sat with me for awhile. Then
we wrapped the kitten up and Jane took her away to bury her for me,
which was a big thing to do.
It was sad but good, in the way of these things and I knew that we'd
done the best thing, but there is no way I could have done it without
Jane. Her compassion was as kindly healing for me as her competence
and care was for the kitten. I'll never forget that.
There are a lot of Jane stories, but this is always one of my
strongest memories of her. We'll always miss her.
MJ