There are some people who have an insufficient number of adjectives to describe them. My mentor and friend Master Sergeant Henry Holley USMC (Retired), was one of them. He joined his beloved Bettie in heaven Saturday evening. His legacy and values will be ever present in my life.
Henry insisted on being part of our campaigns in every way. He drove me during my last campaign and supported me with his contributions. I made a point of stopping by his house almost daily to share the events of the day during both campaigns and while in office. He once remarked that our campaign sign was the only one that ever appeared in his yard. During the East Cobber Parade last September, he proudly wore his uniform and made the sign for his scooter.
One of my favorite stories about him is the time that I took him to Dobbins Air Reserve Base to the barber shop. Reading a magazine while they cut his hair, I was startled when he emerged from the chair to see that his stately head of white hair had been replaced with a haircut that would have made any Marine drill instructor happy. Henry promptly texted a picture of his new look to his daughter, she later resent it to his many friends with the caption that I could no longer “go out to play” with her Dad. I consider it the day that sealed our friendship.
Henry was a proud, proud Marine We ate countless breakfasts at Waffle House and he always wore some form of Marine Corps clothing. He was a WWII and Korean War veteran and was disembarked at the last moment when his unit deployed to Vietnam. Unfortunately, his pay record went on the ship and it was months before that problem was fixed. His stories about Shanghai Farrell, his drill instructor at Parris Island, spoke of the predecessors of today’s men and woman today who wear with pride the Eagle, Globe and Anchor on their uniforms.
You’ll hear more about Henry in the coming days in the media, printed, digital and otherwise I am a better person and Chairman because of him.