My godfather passed away yesterday after a long illness. A truly great man. He used to take me (and his son) to Wexford Park and Croke Park for games when I was a young lad. He taught me how to fly fish, hours spent on the banks of the Slaney in Drumderry, standing behind me gently saying â2 o clock, 2 o clockâ so I wouldnât bring the rod too far back. He was there when I caught my first trout on a fly.
He would be very well known in GAA circles in Wexford, a significant figure in the history of HWH Bunclody. He was well known in car racing circles in Ireland also.
Some man, a really big loss and a huge part of my life. Four very successful sons and lots of grandkids and a wife of probably 60 or so years. They were gas craic with my parents and some other friends. Iâm very sad for all of them.