Only learned today on this page of Henry's death and felt I should share a couple of fond memories, one funny, the other poignant. Though a Murphy grad, Henry was a DHS running back his freshman year. He never wore a mouthpiece that I recall, mostly I think because that would have kept him from yelling things like, "Move out of the way fatty!!" as he was trying to get through. (Couldn't tell if he was talking to O or D linemen).
Lost track of Henry after the big school zone changes but I think of him every time I read one of my favorite poems from William Blake's, Songs of Innocence and of Experience, "The Tyger". Henry took art lessons in first grade and I vividly remember one of his paintings he brought to show at school one day, a tiger crouching in the jungle. That colorful tiger "burning bright in the forests of the night" was far better than Blake's own.
Len White
Only learned today on this page of Henry's death and felt I should share a couple of fond memories, one funny, the other poignant. Though a Murphy grad, Henry was a DHS running back his freshman year. He never wore a mouthpiece that I recall, mostly I think because that would have kept him from yelling things like, "Move out of the way fatty!!" as he was trying to get through. (Couldn't tell if he was talking to O or D linemen).
Lost track of Henry after the big school zone changes but I think of him every time I read one of my favorite poems from William Blake's, Songs of Innocence and of Experience, "The Tyger". Henry took art lessons in first grade and I vividly remember one of his paintings he brought to show at school one day, a tiger crouching in the jungle. That colorful tiger "burning bright in the forests of the night" was far better than Blake's own.