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Gary Hurd

Easthampton, Massachusetts

Sep 1, 1942 – Dec 10, 2024 (Age 82)

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BORN
September 1, 1942
DIED
December 10, 2024
AGE
82
LOCATION
Easthampton, Massachusetts

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Gary Hurd Westhampton, MA - Gary Hurd, age 82, passed away at home on Dec 10th, 2024. He was born in Worcester MA, on Sept 1st, 1942, the oldest of six children and son of Roscoe and Winnifred (Seymour) Hurd. Gary attended public schools in Westhampton and graduated in 1961 from Smith Vocational...

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I'm so saddened to find out that Gary has passed. I wrote a long condolence letter but it didn't send. Trying again.

I'm so saddened to just find out that Gary passed away this past December. I feel badly that I didn't know until today. My daughter and I live down the road. We stopped by many times in the summer to say hello & admire his gardens. My daughter had felt he may have passed away because we haven't seen him outside whenever we'd drive by. We stopped by today, but noticed things seemed different. I decided to check obituaries and was so sad to see that he had indeed passed. Gary was such a...

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My condolences to Gary´s family. He came from a family that was given to all. He will be dearly missed.

I was very proud of my big brother, Gary. He touched a lot of lives in ways he probably didn't even realize. I always enjoyed sitting on his porch visiting or strolling through the barn to see what new animals he had kept there. When I was there when my sister died, I so appreciated his visits to the house as I was there alone. He uplifted my day and always brought fresh eggs. I love you Gary and will miss you very much.

Proverbs 12:10 "A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast"...BIG Red, Big barn, Big yard, Big flock of chickens, Big garden, Big sweet potatoes, Big strawberry patch, Big kitchen, Big smile, Big heart...love you lots, Uncle Gary

Gary and his family were my next door neighbors for 46 years. I watched his children grow and then grandchildren enter his life. Knowing he was there was a great comfort to me. He shared the fruits and vegetables of his garden and for many years made a garden for me on a small piece of his property. He taught me how to grow good vegetables. Watching the goats, cows and chickens in the pasture looking out my kitchen window was like living on my own farm. We were always willing to help each...