"On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of Colitis
Rising up through the air"
Anyone who knows anything about Paddy Kavanagh knows that as much as he loved the Pats, he was also a huge Eagles fan.
He was very sad to learn of Glen Frey's passing, and spent some time that day watching Eagles videos, as he played air-guitar from his hospital bed.
Paddy moved from Clonskeagh to Jamestown Ave. in Inchichore in 1950, just as he was hitting his teens.
He was an excellent swimmer, and swam in the canal every day.
The story goes... that he rescued more than a few drowning kids out of it, who owe him their lives today.
As stories go.....there must be some truth to that one, as 2 different men made themselves known to the family on the day of Paddy's funeral, as once being those lucky boys.
At only 17 years of age Paddy, along with his brother John, and so many other of the Inchicore boys of the time, had to move to England in search of work.
They found it on the building sites where they put in some hard years.
But " They haven't had that spirit there since 1969....." the year Paddy returned home.
A friend told him about a job going in BOC gases and he worked there as a credit controller until his retirement at 65.
Paddy remained a bachelor but was a good brother and fun and generous Uncle with the belief that "Bigger is always Better" when it comes to present giving.
He was highly sociable and smart and always good for the banter. Back in the day he won many a trophy for Darts in the CIE club. He enjoyed his pints and had the beard and the belly to complete the look.
His love of the horses could only be matched by his love of St. Pats where he was a lifelong season ticket fan.
He was a well known figure with his personalised hat with "LOUSERS" on the back.
Paddy would have been very touched to see so many from the football community at his funeral.
With his aspirations to be a "Silver Surfer" would have been delighted to see that he had finally cracked the Internet, as news of his passing was followed by tributes pouring in over the various sites.
To mention a few
" Once a Saint, Always a Saint"
"One of the Best"
" A Sad Day for Lousers everywhere".
The name that was most often used was " Gentleman",
" Up in the distance
Is a shimmering light"
Paddy believed in the health benefits of a good walk every morning, but in December he walked himself into St. James hospital where he had only recently said his goodbyes to his brother John. The time was right for Paddy to "Check Out" too.
You see Paddy had that " peaceful easy feeling" and knew the Secret of Life !
If you ever spent any time he would have told you too.
He would lean over and tell you "that these are All MAGIC MOMENTS"
Goodbye Paddy. You will be missed.