David ( Jake) McQuillan

My friend David McQuillan passed away just before I left for Istanbul in August past. I knew him since I was a boy and met with him regularly during the months before his death. He was 53 when he died.I wrote this poem about him while in Istanbul.

David is gone, gone gone.
My friend is gone, gone, gone.
His craic is gone, gone, gone.
His laughter is gone, gone, gone.
But his spirit lives on, on, on.
In Christ he lives on, on, on.
And his addiction is gone, gone, gone.
And all his pain is gone, gone gone.

He will be missed by many and may God bless his wife and child.

Clifford Patience

I just heard today that my good friend Mr Clifford Patience passed away a few weeks ago. Clifford was ninety four and a half! A great age to live to in relative good health- he was driving a car up until a few years ago. He became a Christian  when he was eighty nine and continued to have a strong faith until the time of his passing to glory. I am thankful that we were friends and will miss our many chats.