I received an email informing me that an old family friend had died at the end of a long illness.
I am blunt because he was a plain-speaking man. A very old-fashioned Australian bloke. Who was in the Australian Army in Vietnam. Who was an immeasurable source of comfort and support to my mother during very difficult times. Who was a Catholic priest.
For more years than I have existed he was a friend of my family's. Not just of but to my family. I haven't spoken with him in over 17 years but I know he leaves this world a poorer place.
Vale Monsignor Henry Nolan.