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January 07, 2005
Henry Davenport, R.I.P.
I can't believe that Henry is gone. Henry was one of the most good-natured folks I ever spent any time with, and it's hard to believe that I will never see him around town again. Just last week, I saw Henry at Panera -- like a hundred times before -- on my way to work. He died of a seizure at the City Cafe on Tuesday. He was 40 years-old.
Going back to my time at UTC in the early 90s, Henry could be seen -- and more importantly heard -- at even the most trivial of pick-up basketball games in the McClellan Gym. It was tough to shoot a three while Henry was yelling at you, and it didn't take long to notice how exhaustive his knowledge of basketball really was. Sure, people poked fun at his sayings and how he talked, but, deep down, I think most people couldn't help but like the guy. I sure did. No matter what you were doing or how you were feeling, running into Henry was always a smile-inducing affair. You just had to know him.
Watching Henry sing a karaoke version of "Like A Virgin" at David's ranks among the top ten most entertaining moments of my life, and I will REALLY, REALLY miss him.
| By colrus | 12:02 AM
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