A friend has died.
He was 36 years of age and even though I hadn't spoken to him in years I felt this one. It hit hard. Surprisingly so.
We served together when it was unfashionable and thankless. We expected nothing and by Christ did Davey get that. I took my big wad of nothing to America and Davey kept his in Limerick.
There wasn't a single uniform at the funeral. Yet lots of military personnel attended. How does that happen?
Lig amach na h-O.N.C !
Rest easy Davey. If there is an afterlife for 'old' soldiers then Monty is already there drinking the place dry , Heaney is manking it up and Tommy C. is moaning about the grub. Give them all a kick in the fork for me.
Wednesday, September 09, 2009
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i am sorry for your loss, sugar. you have my heart. xoxox
Hugs Dev. It's tough when you lose an old friend.
xxx
I'm so sorry. It's not easy losing someone, even if they haven't really been around for a while.
Hey Dev,
it's a tough gig that seems to be getting too fucking regular.
A sign of the times.
I go in a civvy suit, but always wear the old beret.......helps ME feel connected.
Sorry for your loss.
SAM x
36 is ridiculously young to die and I'm sorry for your sadness.
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