It was 1996 or 1997, and we had gotten bad news from the family. My cousin Gary had passed away due to a motorcycle accident. He died instantly in Sligo. The whole family got together at my aunt Nora's house. I was in deep shock and it was really sad time for all of us.
I used to hang out with Gary, going out for drinks and hanging outside in front of what is now called The Venue. I used to spend nights at my aunt Nora's house, Gary and I spent up late nights playing Yahtzee. It was memorable.
