May - June 2005 Event Calendar - Michigan Runner
May - June 2005 Event Calendar - Michigan Runner
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Holmes Runs:<br />
Tales of Two Peninsulas<br />
By Scott Sullivan<br />
“We come from the land of the ice and snow,<br />
from the midnight sun where the hot springs<br />
blow.”<br />
–from “The Immigrant Song,” Led Zeppelin<br />
Plastic soles skreek-skreek on the snowy<br />
streets of Iron Mountain. Kevin<br />
Holmes, 5, watches three older siblings,<br />
taking their new boots for a trial run, vanish<br />
ahead of him.<br />
“I ran after them,” recalls Holmes, more<br />
than 43 years and 100,000 miles running<br />
later. “After about 50 yards, I quit.”<br />
It was an inauspicious start for one of<br />
the fastest and most-persistent one-eyed milers<br />
ever to sweep from <strong>Michigan</strong>’s Upper<br />
Peninsula to its Lower one.<br />
The U.P. breeds legends: Paul Bunyan,<br />
Bigfoot, winter 13 months a year; that<br />
good shippin’ cre w, cast from iron ore of<br />
the hills, entombed under Gitchee Gumee,<br />
p re s e rved in ice — flinty, innocent —<br />
maybe 1,000 years.<br />
Holmes is of that ilk. He has roamed the<br />
peninsulas half a century, almost, vied with<br />
other runners, his own ghosts, demons. If age<br />
or illusion suggest he is slower these days to<br />
rage, quicker to regret, it would make truth<br />
elastic to say he’s mellowed.<br />
He is sweet as sugar, unrefined, with a<br />
tang of vinegar, undistilled; and should you<br />
meet over Blue Moon beer at Kosciuszko<br />
Hall in Grand Rapids, Second City in the<br />
Lower Peninsula, amid walls lined with mirrors<br />
and dart boards, you might see both.<br />
Shawn Sweet (l) congratulates Kevin Holmes on completing 100,000 miles.<br />
Country of the Blind<br />
At age eight Holmes was playing army,<br />
“occupying” a barn in his hometown of<br />
Escanaba, when a rock flew through a window.<br />
“I turned right into it with my left eye,”<br />
he says. “I’m still waiting for my Purple<br />
Heart.”<br />
Today he’s caregiver at the 750-bed<br />
Grand Rapids Home for Veterans. “I like it,”<br />
he says. “I clean shit well. I have endurance.”<br />
At 48, Holmes has never married (“I<br />
came close a couple times, but it didn’t work<br />
out. I got lucky,” he says), devours books (“I<br />
enjoy Sinclair Lewis; he gets to the point and<br />
gets inside people. He’s more funny because<br />
so much of his stuff is sad”).<br />
And he loves to run.<br />
“On Va l e n t i n e ’s eve more than 30 gathere d , amid stinging hail outside Ko s c i u s z ko,<br />
to jog together for two of the slowest miles — Nos. 99,999 and 100,000 — of<br />
Holmes’ care e r.”<br />
Suicide 360 Times<br />
“Mom was married several times; I’m<br />
not sure how many,” says Holmes. “I’m the<br />
ninth out of 18 children. I wanted to be the<br />
first to win a high school letter in football, I<br />
wasted three falls as a 140-pound, one-eyed<br />
end.<br />
“Before practice we warmed up running<br />
a couple laps on the track. I ran way out<br />
ahead of everyone. Upperclassmen told me<br />
my sophomore year I should go out for track<br />
in spring. ‘You’re a miler,’ they said.<br />
“OK, that was what I’d do.”<br />
Holmes won his first race, excluding<br />
excursions in plastic boots, on a five-laps-permile<br />
cinder track in Menominee, in four minutes,<br />
58 seconds.<br />
He learned he more than liked running<br />
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