Post by kevinspradlin on Mar 21, 2008 17:46:28 GMT -5
David Herlocker, co-founder of the Westminster Road Runners Club, passed away sometime between Thursday night and Friday morning at his home in Westminster.
Dave was discovered early Friday by a longtime friend who had come to walk his dog with Dave and his dog, Badie.
Dave was, beyond a shadow of a doubt, an eccentric character. And that was before a run-in with a car during a training run in Carroll County in the mid-1990s which left him in a coma for a month.
He completed, I believe, 20-25 consecutive Cherry Blossom 10-milers in D.C. Before last year's race, he decided he'd make that his last one and volunteer from then on. He'd gotten too slow, he said. Too old, he said. Getting in the way, he said.
Only race officials there know of his dedication to the sport and would have gladly kept the course open for him as long as necessary. His entry form was never rejected.
He cared for the club, he nurtured young runners with amazing talent or none. He was dedicated to doing what he felt was right for the club. He kept the time for more races than I can imagine.
He was recognized by the local, state and national RRCA organizations for his volunteer efforts. He was publisher of the club's newsletter for years and was in charge for submitting race results to local publications. He took the jobs seriously; he aspired to do the best he could.
He was a long-time chemistry professor at McDaniel College, formerly Western Maryland College. He retired in the spring of 2007. He took special pride when one of his students excelled on the track or cross country course.
Well, Dave, hand over that old chronomix. We'll take it from here.
Dave was discovered early Friday by a longtime friend who had come to walk his dog with Dave and his dog, Badie.
Dave was, beyond a shadow of a doubt, an eccentric character. And that was before a run-in with a car during a training run in Carroll County in the mid-1990s which left him in a coma for a month.
He completed, I believe, 20-25 consecutive Cherry Blossom 10-milers in D.C. Before last year's race, he decided he'd make that his last one and volunteer from then on. He'd gotten too slow, he said. Too old, he said. Getting in the way, he said.
Only race officials there know of his dedication to the sport and would have gladly kept the course open for him as long as necessary. His entry form was never rejected.
He cared for the club, he nurtured young runners with amazing talent or none. He was dedicated to doing what he felt was right for the club. He kept the time for more races than I can imagine.
He was recognized by the local, state and national RRCA organizations for his volunteer efforts. He was publisher of the club's newsletter for years and was in charge for submitting race results to local publications. He took the jobs seriously; he aspired to do the best he could.
He was a long-time chemistry professor at McDaniel College, formerly Western Maryland College. He retired in the spring of 2007. He took special pride when one of his students excelled on the track or cross country course.
Well, Dave, hand over that old chronomix. We'll take it from here.