<p style="text-align:center"><strong>JOSEPH HOOKER</strong></p><p style="text-align:center"><strong>No. 919 · Class of 1837</strong></p><p style="text-align:center"><strong>Died October 31, 1879, at Garden City, Long Island, aged 64 years.</strong></p><p>Joseph Hooker, was born in Hadley, State of Massachusetts, from which State he was appointed a Cadet, and entered the Military Academy in June 1833.</p><p>His course through the Academy was marked by a careful and conscientious discharge of his duties, and a faithful attention to his studies, and, although never attaining a high Academic standing, yet his Professors and associates held, in much esteem, his natural abilities and his attainments, both scientific and literary. He endeared himself to his classmates by his frank and manly manners, and by his ever kind and considerate disposition. At the Academy he was modest, unobtrusive and rather retiring, but after graduating, he soon manifested that energy and decision which so distinguished him in after life.</p><p>One of the great wants, which our National Academy has been called to fill, has been to furnish dry nurses of brains and military skill to prominent politicians, emulous of soldierly fame, to advance their political aspirations, upon whom the Chief Executive may have conferred high military rank. Hooker fulfilled his whole duty in this line, to his country and them, during the Mexican War. He was emphatically a soldier, and rather out of place in civil life.</p><p>Early on the breaking out of the Rebellion, he resumed his place in the Grand Army and remained with it to the end. It is needless to say anything of his career during that period; for the history of this war, on every page of which will be found inscribed his name, is a narrative of his distinguished services.</p><p>At the close of the war, in 1865, he married a very beautiful and accomplished lady, Miss Olivia Groesbeck, of Cincinnati; but a few years only passed, when he was struck with paralysis, from which he never entirely recovered. He waited patiently, but ever ready until the last Tattoo beat, and the Reveille failed to rouse him. He had marched to join his much loved wife in another world.</p><p style="text-align:right">� J. H. Baers</p><p style="text-align:center"><a href="https://usmalibrary.contentdm.oclc.org/digital/collection/aogreunion/id/9726">Annual Report, June 17, 1880, pp. 70�71 · U.S. Military Academy Library</a></p>