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It was a privilege and and honor Henry. I will miss you dearly. Love-Brendan

Comment by Brendan — October 28, 2007 @ 3:03 pm




and don’t forget poet
henry is a great drummer who led me many times to higher levels of rhythm and who will lead me still as he walks with the ancestors.

Comment by joe — October 29, 2007 @ 3:31 pm




Fanga Alafia, Ashe Ashe

Mendiani

Kuku

May your soul flow in rhythm

I am blessed to have met you…

UBUNTU BROTHER…

Comment by Candace Mickens — October 29, 2007 @ 10:48 pm




In my last call to Henry at the hospital, he said, “I don’t really know what’s going on inside, James, but my Mojo’s still work’in.”

From what I’m noticing, Henry’s Mojo will continue work’in– when our drumming unites us, when we speak our word or challenge injustice, Henry’s mojo IS work’in.

I wrote an entry about my experiences with Henry and his passing on my blog. jameshandley.blogspot.com.

Comment by James Handley — November 7, 2007 @ 7:38 pm




I had the honor of working with Henry at Local 25 for a few years in the late 1990s. We quickly became friends and comrades in the struggle for justice. Shortly after I left Local 25, I moved back to NJ and Henry and I lost touch. I thought about him frequently, wondering what he was up to , where he was working and who he was inspiring. About 4 years ago I was in DC and I was standing at 17th and P streets waiting for a friend. Someone passed me, our eyes met and we said hello with an awkward hesitation. The person kept walking and I kept wondering why he was familiar. Shortly after I realized that it was Henry. I ran down P Street to find him, but he was gone. That moment has always haunted me. The irony is tremendous….I had left the labor movement to pursue other campaigns. This past month I had decided to accept a position within the movement again and had to contact Local 25. That is how I find out about Henry’s death. After all this time, I find myself missing him, his smile, his round face and his humanity and quest for justice. I remember long lunches and dinners with Henry, discussing strategy, campaigns, politics..the glbt movement. I remember my partner Djar and I dancing with him at Chaos on Wednesday nights. He helped us pack and load the moving van the day we left DC. Now, in discovering his passing I continue to learn about Henry…I did not know he was a poet and musician; so am I. It is a testament to his character that even in leaving the physical world, he continues to bring people together by being an open spirit. Henry, I miss you; I have missed you for a long time, but did not know how much until recently.
May you continue drumming, writing, speaking, inspiring; may your spirit continue to spread justice through the sky, the air, the water, the sun and the wind. Thank you for the opportunity to be friends with you…..peace

Comment by Trina Scordo — February 12, 2008 @ 12:39 pm




Happy Birthday Henry — we miss you.

Comment by Laurie — May 20, 2008 @ 9:26 am




Amazing Article , I thought it was wonderful

I look forward to more great postings like this one. Does your website have a newsletter I can subscribe to for fresh posts?

Comment by taskodoff — November 23, 2009 @ 8:50 pm




I am so glad I found this post. I have been looking for information about Henry for years. I can’t believe he is no longer with us. It seems like just yesterday he were together in the warm embrace of brotherhood.

I will never forget you Henry Moses.

Comment by Edward B. — July 25, 2014 @ 7:52 am

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