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Foss, Don C.


Age: 26, credited to Brighton, VT
Unit(s): 15th VT INF
Service: enl 9/15/62, m/i 10/22/62, Pvt, Co. E, 15th VT INF, m/o 8/5/63

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Birth: 01/07/1835, Compton, NH
Death: 11/21/1922

Burial: Old Protestant Cemetery, Island Pond, VT
Marker/Plot: Not recorded
Gravestone photographer: Carolyn Adams
Findagrave Memorial #: 180991303


Alias?: None noted
Pension?: Yes, 6/19/1890, VT
Portrait?: Unknown
College?: Not Found
Veterans Home?: Not Found
(If there are state digraphs above, this soldier spent some time in a state or national soldiers' home in that state after the war)

Remarks: None


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Old Protestant Cemetery, Island Pond, VT

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Died November 21st in Billerica, Mass., at the home of his daughter, Mrs. Wendell P. Stevens. His age was 87 years and 10 months. His two sons were at his bedside, with their sister, when he breathed his last. The remains were brought to Island Pond and funeral services were conducted by Essex Lodge, No. 13, I. O. O. F., of which he was a charter member, assisted by the Reverend Mr. Snow, Rector of the Episcopal church, Island Pond Lodge No. 44, A. F. & A. M., and Erastus Buck Post, G. A. R., were also represented, Mr. Foss being a member of both.

Don C. Foss was one of Island Pond's oldest citizens, having resided here over sixty-five years. He was known and respected by all as a man of sterling qualities, firm convictions and emphatic in expressing them. His wife, who died several years ago, was a most fitting companion, and now, together, they leave a family of whom they and the town may well be proud, - a daughter who lovingly and tenderly cared for the father who came to us as we expected only for a visit, and two sons who occupy high standing in the community and among all who knew them.

I felt sure that when the leaves began to turn last year, Father would say he guessed he would go back to Island Pond, and his wish would have been our law, but he was a weary old man and he shrunk from the effort, so he stayed and we made him happy. Then Spring Came, the soft zephyrs played among the branches and found him weaker, and so he remained and at last fell asleep with the crescent moon and the silvery stars lighting him on the journey Home. And in the morning we draped over him his Flag, our Flag, and we laid on his breast the "Past Grand" collar. A handful of neighbors came in, the minister commended his soul to the God who gave it, and we brought him back to lie on the Vermont hill with those he loved.

Source: Essex County Herald, November 30, 1922.
Courtesy of Tom Boudreau.