A very sad day for us all,even if we can all be proud in the part we played in easing the burden for his bereaved family. We have all lost a friend,and as I wrote in the article on hearing of his death,he is a great loss to us all.
But while we have lost a great friend and a fantastic fella,a true force of nature,his family have lost all that too.
And so much more.
So it is that we do not bury our friend Garry Duncan,we grieve for his family who are beside the grave,their last moment with their Dad,grandad,uncle,etc.
Obviously,I come not to praise Garry,but to bury him. In fact,I cannot even be there in person,but many of his friends will be,that is for sure. He was the kinda guy who made friends effortlessly,and the fact that we will never see him again,bloody hell.
And at such a young age,we will all miss him for sure. He made an impression on everyone he met,definitely on everyone that I know. And all good too,of course.
Certainly the trip to Germany that we had planned will be missing a lot more than one person,it will be missing wur pal.
But we aren’t actually waving him off on his last journey today,not really. That happened just over a fortnight ago. Garry will be sitting up on his little fluffy cloud-and I can assure you this is true,cos otherwise I’m not going there!-and shouting over to his hero BOB-“Haw,big man shoot us over wan ae yer specials and get the guitar oot,guid lad!”
“Haw,Peter? When’s ma mates and my kids coming up to join me?”
“Not for some time,Garry. Sorry about that.”
“Aw,that’s magic,cos they’d joost gie me a hard time about the company I’m keeping.”
RIP Garry Duncan.