The word I keep coming back to thinking of Dr. Fairman is Joy - and I'm sure I'm not alone in this. It was an abundant joy that overflowed in genuine care for the people in his life - students, family, friends, church members, and strangers alike - in a deep interest for their good, and a sharing of what he had to that end. For many of us, that was sharing what he had acquired in years of biblical study (though by no means limited to that). And he was the best kind of teacher.
I last saw Dr. Fairman at my wedding just over 10 years ago. A picture hangs in our kitchen of my wife and I walking down the aisle - we see it every day - and just to the side, and an aisle or so behind us, we see Dr. Fairman's face. At our reception I remember him sitting with us for some time, encouraging us in our future together. I recall him recommending churches in the area where we were moving.
Although that was 10 years ago - and I think it has been over 13 or 14 years since sitting in his class - just within the past few weeks I was drawing on material gleaned from an assignment in his Early Church class while preparing a lesson for my own church. It was a profile of Barnabas, whose humility and spirit of encouragement I found so compelling as a student then, having the added benefit of seeing this example lived out in someone like Dr. Fairman.
In our Life of Christ class, there was a day Dr. Fairman's love for Jesus brought him to tears. We were working together as a class on a special capstone project, and it wasn't easy. From his heart, Dr. Fairman reminded us just what it was we were doing in that class - in studying the gospels and striving to better understand them, we were drawing nearer to our most loving Lord. He added that this particular semester was so meaningful for him because he had the opportunity for his own son to be in there studying the life of Jesus with him.
I was privileged to witness a similar tenderness shown by Dr. Fairman to his son at Jon's baptism, where Dr. Fairman himself baptized Jon. Of all that could be said of that special day, it was a remarkable picture of a man passing on the faith to a new generation. And in many ways I think that will sum up how I remember him.
One thing I am fairly confident I will never forget - since I come back to it I think every time someone I know dies in the Lord - was something Dr. Fairman reminded me of when sharing prayer requests before class. A friend of the family had just passed away, and I was asking we pray the family would be comforted. I noted this man "was a Christian", to which Dr. Fairman responded - without missing a beat - "He still is."