I didn’t realise it was true until I read everyone’s messages posted on your facebook page.

Deep thoughts.

I remember when in high school, when I first joined the Christchurch Youth Choir and then Male Voice, I was very shy, but you were there to help me through the ropes. We always stood next to each other since we were the two guys with the lowest voices, in just about all the choirs that we were in. We even used to compete who could sing lower on the day, and not realise everyone around were staring.

That was not so long ago, not nearly long enough that I should be missing you.

You were always the happiest person in any group, with that crazy laugh of yours. I remember a friend said this about you: “In a big empty hall with a school bag dropped on a random place on the floor, when he enters and starts walking around, he WILL trip over that bag by accident.” Few days later I actually DID witness this, it was the funniest thing that I ever saw. You were one of the funniest person I know, intentional or not.

I really regret having to use past tenses for the sentences that I wrote. I felt even worse that I only found this out this late.

Indeed, I am SURE I will never meet another person like you. I have never heard anyone say ANYTHING bad about you. All round amazing people like you are one of a kind. Your great kind heart, your enthusiasm about all things, your passion and your sheer musical talent, I will never forget.

As I remember the songs that we used to sing, “Ave Maria”, “Goodbye, my coney island baby”, “O Danny Boy” this blog entry is getting harder and harder to write.

I miss you, my dear old friend. It is my greatest honor and pleasure to be able to call myself your friend.

My heart goes to you, your family and your newly wedded wife Laura, this is a great tragedy.

Good night and good bye, Seamus.