(One of twin sons of Samuel & Betsy Rossier)
Born: September 10, 1891 Montgomery Center, Vermont
Died: September 9, 1948 Sutton, Vermont
Married: November 8, 1920 Beatrice Owen
Children:
Marion
Martha
Calvin
George
Morris
Doris
Thomas
Joyce
Dale
After Hardy left the home farm in Coventry, Vermont, he worked on a large poultry farm in
Lenox, Massachusetts as well as the Shadow Brook Estate in Lenox.
Hardy married Beatrice Owen in a double wedding ceremony with his twin brother, Harvey,
and Viola, who was a sister to Beatrice. The two couples went to Niagara Falls for a few days.
Hardy and Beatrice settled in Canandaigua, New York. They purchased a large Victorian House
and matching barn with ten acres of land. This was located on Bristol Road. It made a fine
home for their large family.
When World War II came, Hardy entered the Infantry. He was partially disabled while training
at Fort Devens, Massachusetts.
Hardy died of a heart attack while visiting Harvey and his family in Sutton, Vermont.
He would have celebrated his 57th birthday with his twin brother the next day. Beatrice died at
the age of 75 in Canandaigua, New York. Both are buried in the Rossier "family cemetery"
located in Montgomery Center, Vermont.
Note of Interest:
Beatrice & Viola Owen's maternal grandparents were married by
Rev. J.D. Rossier in Montgomery Center, Vermont on July 13, 1878
My Childhood Memories Of Hardy
by his nephew, Gifford
One summer when Uncle Hardy's family was visiting on the farm, he came back from the
woods with a very large, fat porcupine. He told us that it would be good to eat and
finally talked my mother into cooking it.
The next day she cooked it and also cooked a large beef roast. Those who wanted to try the
porcupine could and whoever didn't like it could eat the beef. We all tasted the porcupine
and I have to admit it was good, but knowing what it was spoiled it for us. My mother had
taken out the bones so the two platters of meat didn't look that much different except
there was plenty of the porcupine meat left.
The four adults had planned a trip to Newport and we had all eaten our dinner before
noon so they could get an earlier start. The two hired men would be in at noon to eat
so my mother left the dinner on the table for them.
All of us kids decided that the porcupine was too good to throw away so we took what
was left of the roast beef off the table, leaving only one choice of meat. We then went
out on the front porch and took turns looking in the dining room window to watch the men
eat. They soon cleaned the entire platter much to our amusement and delight. We never did
dare tell them about it but we never knew of any bad effects from the meal.
One summer, Uncle Hardy spent a few weeks with us on the farm. He loved to roam the woods
in the area. Many days, he would leave right after breakfast and not return until supper
time. He would usually take a fish line and hook in his pocket in the event he came across
a trout brook.
One evening, when he came home, he had an exciting little grin on his face and he
proceeded to tell us that he had come face to face with a large black bear while in the
woods.
After telling us all of the details, he said, "You know a man has to have a good sense of
humor to get away from a bear like that."
I never could understand to this day just what he
meant by that. Maybe he and the bear both had a sense of humor. I don't know, but anyway,
I have always remembered what he said and I hope that if I ever come face to face with a
big black bear in the woods that I, too, would have a sense of humor...enough to escape!
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