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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required William Harrison Hardy 1823 - 1906 I believe a fair introduction is in order here. Not that a handshake from me could ever take place anytime soon. I was Captain Bill Hardy: Proud Indian fighter! And celebrated toll road builder! I was the one who built the big road From San Bernardino to Prescott Arizona! And it was I, Captain Bill Hardy, Who founded old Hardyville in Arizona On the sandy banks of the cool Colorado. Back when Lincoln was still warm And the blood of Gettysburg was still not dry. Back when the old west was coming alive With wagon wheels and railroad ties. Growing as a child would With intrepid enterprise and such derring-do The likes of which few eyes have seen since! I came out west from New York As Captain of a California-bound wagon train And found a fortune in gold in Placer County. But it was in the Arizona Territory where I later Made my mark, and lost my fortune. Oh my friends. I found out. Found out what plain hard work can accomplish And I learned of its resultant riches. I found out. Found out what plain greed and dishonesty can accomplish And I learned of its resultant poverty. Alas, I was but a survivor in life, And that was my final legacy. My friends, have you ever stared death straight in the face? Have you ever seen the eyes of a wanton murderer Only an inch away from your own eyes? Nothing is more frightening and more sobering than that! But I, Captain Bill Hardy, at your service please, Experienced it first-hand that day in the scalding desert sand. That Indian devil was right there! His nose next to my nose! But I got away! Ran away from that place and lived to tell about it! My friends, next time you come to Clark Cemetery in Whittier, Go to the eastern fence by Dorland Street, At the corner there, you will find my little plot of land. It is a far cry from having an entire city named after you! But it is a fine and restful spot. Come closer and lean down to me. I wish to extend my firm handshake to you all!
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