His name was Declan Duffy. He was a son, a husband, a father, a grandfather. I knew him as a musician, guitarist and singer for the Irish Xiles of the St Louis area, comprising of he and his three sons. I didn't know the family well, but I love their music, and he and his sons and sweet wife, whom we all call Ma, always had a smile and a hug for Davi. Tonight, members of the Irish Xiles Official Drinking Team will meet to drink to his memory. When I finally depart the midwest, my fondest memories will include those made on nights at Castletown Geoghan in downtown Belleville, drinking and dancing and laughing and singing and standing on chairs as we raise our glasses. No, Dec, I did not know you well, but I'll miss your sparkling eyes, your wide smile, and your voice. Fare thee well, spirit of music, and may we meet again on the other side.
27 November 1952 - 8 June 2011
I will remember you at Samhain
And bless you then.
We all come from the Goddess
And to her we shall return
Like a drop of rain
Falling to the ocean.
We all come from the Horned One
And through Him we are reborn
Corn and grain, corn and grain
All that falls shall rise again.
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I wish there was a "like" button for posts. For there are no words to say.
You gave him an amazing sendoff.
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