Teachers are important for what they do in the classroom. Their teaching of skills and material that you will remember for the rest of your life cannot be overstated. However, sometimes it is more what happens beyond the classroom that makes the life-long connection between a teacher and a student. This was the case for Howie Holmes, myself, and my cohort of fellow students and ballplayers. As a transfer student into Fredericksburg Christian High School in my tenth grade year of high school, I was in need of friends and connections. With a broken leg and a shy personality, life at FCHS was tough at first. My shell was broken by Mr. Holmes and his infectious personality- in Biology class and then on the baseball field. I can recall one particular experiment with dry ice and hot dogs, we could actually still eat the hot dogs!, that just blew me away. Mr. Holmes made learning about Biology interesting and exciting.
That year Mr. Holmes and our class founded the FCHS baseball team. Our group, plus Mr. Holmes, established a ragtag group of traveling hardball players. We had a great time on the van and off, developed as players, and lost a lot. The losing didn’t matter, the time with Mr. Holmes, the discussions and even sometimes arguments(on my part) created great connections. Those connections bled over into basketball season. Mr. Holmes was also our coach for basketball and most of our same group signed up for hoops. The bonds we created on the practice court kept us going as we played teams that were better than us on the court. We knew Mr. Holmes loved us and was doing everything he could to make us better ball players and people, even though we weren’t particularly good listeners.
For me, it wasn’t just all the time on the court or in the classroom, though Mr. Holmes was so giving of his time. Driving an hour each way to attend school at FCHS had it’s ups and downs. Lots of time to listen to the radio was a plus, driving home at night after basketball practice was a negative. Thankfully, Mr. Holmes opened up his home to me whenever I needed a place to crash after a late practice or game. I can honestly say that watching “Far And Away” with Mr. Holmes and his family was one of the more interesting moments of my high school experience.
The news of Mr. Holmes passing hit like a hammer. He was a mentor and a friend to my friends and I, and a teacher and coach who will never ever be forgotten.- Jonathan M. Whitehead