Newspaper clipping July 23, 1946
Harry Hancon, Supt. of Roads For Past 30 Years Expires on Tuesday Cornwall mourns the passing of one of its leading citizens, Harry Hancon, who has served as superintendent of highways in Cornwall for the past 30 years and was active in many community affairs. Mr. Hancon died at Cornwall Hospital on Tuesday morning July 25, after a short illness. He was the son of the late John and Sarah Emslie Hancon, born in Cornwall on July 21, 1869 and had lived here all of his life. He was a member of St. John's Episcopal Church, St. John's Men's Club, Jerusalem Temple Lodge, No. 721, F. & A.M., member and past president of the Cornwall Republican Club and was a fifty year member of Highland Engine Company, in which organization he held many offices during his lifetime.
While superintendent of highways, Mr. Hancon paved and improved many miles of roads in the town, seeing the dirt roads used for horse drawn vehicles become modern paved auto highways.
Survivors are his wife, Mae Dunlop Hancon, a daughter, Mrs. Richard A. Risden and one granddaughter.
Funeral services will be held in St. John's Episcopal Church on Friday at 2 PM with the Rev. Bradford W. Ketchum officiating. Interment will be in the Friends Cemetery under the direction of Elmer C. Ostrander.
To whom it may concern:
It gives us much pleasure to speak of the excellent qualifications for business of Mr. Harry Hancon, the bearer of this letter. He has just completed a thorough course of study in this Institution and understnads perfectly what he has passed through. He can make with ease and accuracy all manner of commercial calculations and is prepared to do good service as an accountant. We cordially commend him to those in need of assistance feeling confident he will do well whatever he undertakes.
A letter from Harry Hancon to his daughter Elma dated 16 Jan 1929, Cornwall, NY:
My dear Elma:
If you hear any thing from the "old folks" this week I will have to do a record breaking stunt and write you a little letter. This is installation night and your mother is pretty well keyed up. Mabel Davis is quite sick with the grippe - I just called them to find out how she is - she will be in bed a few days yet. While I was talking to George she called down stairs for me to be sure Mays slip was even all around. I will do my best.
Mrs. Baird is still quite lame. They had a rehearsal last night. Charlie marched for her and your mother says that he marched like a regular Kdet. Can't you just see him going around with those women. I didn't but I think I could almost make a picture of him. We are having pretty fair weather here. About 3 inches of snow and zero for the three mornings.
I stepped out last evening. We had a rabbit supper at the Main Street Social Club. The fellows went out and shot 18 rabbits; there were about 25 of us to eat (I am coming on fine just sowed ma's suspenders on) and we certainly did eat. Geigler cooked the stuff and it was great (The slip has slipped on all right - yes it hangs all right). We played cards and had a few vocal selections and some on the harmonica by the local tenor Signor S. de Lameroux.
Louise just came down to show her new dress. No - I don't know what it was made of - it was white and looked very nice. Well ma has gone - you should have seen her - I am just betting that she is the best looking female in that crowd and that aint no kiddin neither.
The girls have been complaining about kerosene in the butter. I don't know which is the worse that or wiskers. Just chased the cat away from the gold fish. He is full of the old boy. He is making up for the time he lost grieving for Sport. Hope she is all right. I can't think of any news to tell you except possibly that John Swinson's wife presented him with a pair of twins boy and girl. That makes seven children. I presume you know of Keith Thompson's Ann is in the Hospital.
Now - my dear I hope you will survive the shock of getting this little letter from me, but although I don't write much you know that I am loving you much - all the time.
With lots of love from both of us
A letter written to Elma from her father dated July 9, 1934:
You have made your daddy the happiest man in the world. a surprise is wonderful sometimes but this event is the most wonderful surprise I have ever had. I am so happy about it that i just can't tell you how I feel. I was not a bit surprised that your baby was a boy because I just felt all along that it would be, so grandpa made a good guess.
We will be seeing you soon so with the best of wishes I will say good night dear - and kindly extend my best wishes to your son.
Losts of love from
A letter from Harry Hancon to his daughter Elma 1936:
My dear Elma,
I suppose you are wondering if I knew you had a little girl - well my dear I do and I am so happy about it - as (in possible?) for any one to be. I am as glad it is a little girl as that is what you and Dick wanted and Richard will have a little sister.
When you get settled tell Richard Pop Pop wants him to write a letter and tell me all about little sister. I wish we could see him with her. I bet he is funny. Tell him that I miss him and I haven't driven any nails since he left. I think that nail driving job was about the best job I ever had.
We are mighty glad you are getting along so nicely. It is a great relief to us to know it. Come to think of it that nick name they gave Dick down at W.P. doesn't fit him so bad at that does it.
i was down to the game yesterday. It didn't amount to much as a foot ball, although I enjoyed it. I think about all the squad was in the game and one time or another. They have a mighty good team and plenty of good material coming on, but when that Myers is in the game it seeems to be altogether different. He is a wonder. he went in for a few minutes in the 2nd half and made a touch down before they were hardly started he was hurt a little and they took him right out.
I think you had a great streak of luck in having that Hocheke family take you in as they did. I believe they must be just right people. We certainly ow them a lot as they relieved us of a lot of worry. May be sometime we can make it up a little bit.
We received your last two letters on the same mail and it seemed so good to have so much to read all at once - and the announcements - well they were great I can almost see that little rascal standing out there getting that picture taken.
I saw Marie's baby a few days ago. He is just beginning to sit up and he seems to enjoy it. He is a fine healthy boy. Well I will close with lots of love and good luck to you and your family (its growin aint it)
A letter from Harry Hancon to Catherine Louise Risden, his granddaughter, dated April 5, 1944:
Dear Catherine Louise:
You just can't imagine how surprised I was when I opened the box and found this wonderful typewriter and your letter telling me that you all had a hand in sending it to me.
I have wanted one for so long and now I have it and I don't know how to thank you enough.
We have had another Easter present that we don't appreciate so much. Topsy has presented us with four kittens, I wish you were here to see them. There is a white one, a maltese, black and white and a tiger. Joan Fanning wants one but we don't know what to do with the rest of them.
Ganga is going to keep the can of pumpkin until you come up so don't wait too long it may spoil.
I guess ganga has told you all the news so I thank you again for this type writer and wishing you all a very happy Easter and lots of love. From Pop Pop.
This is my first job on this type writer so don't mind the mistakes.