I just spoke to him Tuesday. How can he be dead?
Iain Paul Kay was my friend who died suddenly last week.
I’ve known Iain for about 5 or so years, through our mutual work for the Science Park. Iain worked in Network Sales for Atlas-Communications.
Since I’ve been on maternity leave, and now that I’ve started Designed To A Tee, we’ve become friends. We’ve had coffee, we’ve chatted on the phone. We’ve made plans for working together.
And Thursday morning he was found dead in his house.
And I, like everyone who knew him, are in shock.
He wasn’t ill. Oh he smoked. He probably ate a bit more than he should. He’s been having some stressful times. But he was fine. He and I joked in our usual manner. And signed off with ‘Okay, talk to you soon.’ As we always did.
The funeral is this Thursday, and in a reeling way that Iain would so appreciate, along with ‘But I just spoke to him on Tuesday’ my head is filled with ‘But I have nothing to wear for a funeral’.
RIP my friend. I already miss you desperately.
I am so sorry for your loss.
You know I rarely check your blog…I don’t know why I did today. But I am SO sorry….we just talked about him. My love goes to you.
Thinking of Iain from Paris at the very time of his funeral in Belfast, I was looking up his name… in some kind of desperate attempt to find echoes of him in the virtual world.
I was lucky enough to get to know him through Eric Z., back in november 2008, and I came to appreciate him not only though Eric, but also personally during our only too brief phone conversations since.
I send you all my sympathiy in these times of sorrow for all of us that knew him.
Wholeheartedly,
Roger.