HE had a smile that would light up a room, a look in his eye that told you he was one in million, a rare breed of person brought up by loving parents to respect everyone with whom he came into contact.
Adrian Harkin of Rose Inn Street, Kilkenny didn’t have to be taught to be kind it was in him from before he could walk. He brightened up all our lives with his great way and his honest charm that captivated his family, friends and people he knew. Adrian has left a void that will never be filled. The 26-year-old was one of the most beautiful people that ever saw the light of day.
His death from a massive heart attack after Gaelic football training on Friday night with James Stephens club has left many people reeling. He loved sport and loved Gaelic football, because his father played it with great success in Laois and his mother’s people in Mayo were all football people. He adored the black an amber and loved to hurl winning a minor county championship medal with the Village in 2003.
And it was with a lump in his throat that his club mate from The Village, Jackie Tyrell dedicated Leinster’s win in the Railway Cup final on Sunday to his friend and fellow player.
It is hard to believe he is gone and to think of him as a small boy, ducking under the bar counter to say good night to his parents busy working in the bar, will stay with many until they die. He loved a good yarn and had a special thoughtfulness as a child, with a smile, a nod and a word for everyone. It was the little things he did, unheralded acts of kindness that made such a big impression with everyone.
His mother Mary will be hardest hit and she can be sure of the support of everyone. She would be the first to help a neighbour in trouble and now is the time. To Adrian’s inconsolable father Syd; sister Catherine and brothers David and Maurice go the condolences of the city.
His funeral on Tuesday (yesterday) was one of the biggest seen in Kilkenny for many years from St Mary’s Cathedral, Kilkenny to Foulkstown cemetery. Full obituary next week.