If I were asked to name a most memorable classmate from any single class at DHS, it would probably be Phil Coomes due to our having been each other's sole support system in freshman P.E. during the swimming unit, as we were the only non-swimmers in swimming fanatic (and head coach) Mr. Smith's class. Our survival strategy was to remain as inconspicuous as possible in a corner of the shallow end, pretending to be engrossed in our floating and kicking exercises. Having each other to talk to kept that phase of the class (which felt like an eternity) from being unbearable for us. Phil was a sincere, very good guy; and I was saddened to learn that he had passed away at such a young age.