|Huw D V Thomas|
1985 (aged 19–20)|
|Cause of death||Accident while riding his motorbike|
|Education||Boston Grammar School (1976-1985); Ealing College of Higher Education; Pilgrims Canterbury (TEFL)|
Huw D V Thomas was educated at Boston Grammar School (1976-83).
Article from the Bostonian 1985 issue
Members of staff and senior boys were overwhelmed to hear at the beginning of the autumn term that Huw Thomas, son of Mrs Thomas and Mr Thomas, who teaches Chemistry at the High School, had been killed in an accident on the new roundabout on the north side of Bargate Bridge.
The accident took place at seven o'clock in the morning; Huw was on his motorbike and his pillion-rider escaped unhurt. Huw had been an enthusiast biker and had travelled thousands of miles since he first started biking, four years ago. He had completed the national motorcycle training scheme and gained the silver award, and had never had an accident until that day.
Huw was about to take up an appointment in Spain teaching English at a language academy. He had gained the appropriate qualifications at Ealing College of Higher Education and the Canterbury Pilgrims course on TEFL. His sister Helen was looking forward to sharing a flat with him in Logrono where she was too - and still is - teaching English at the University.
Huw was well-liked by staff and boys alike. People found words like "cheerful", "reliable", "positive", coming to mind when they recalled his years in the School and his subsequent visits. He enjoyed chess, music, and sport. He had a sense of humour and consideration for others. He gave a lot to all who knew him. The throng of college friends and school friends who joined Huw's parents and relatives at the funeral service (and many of them had travelled considerable distances to be there) was a sufficient indication of the regard in which he was held.
Two lines of Spanish verse translated by Helen were mentioned at the funeral and noted particularly by parents who themselves had sons newly entered into manhood:
"Your children are not your children; They are sons and daughters of life."
An awareness of true belonging was evident in the details of the service requested by the Thomases; hymns and readings reminded those present of our belonging to God in Christ. That kind of belonging, it was said, may take a life-time to learn, or it may come to us in an instant.
On that day in September the flowers and the faltering words expressed our oneness with the Thomases in their loss. There was also in the sadness a sense of purpose, mysterious maybe, and of the ultimate confidence that comes from the knowledge that issues of life and death are in the hands of a loving God.