27th January 1978

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27/1/78

I had Mr M. banging on my door this morning, demanding to see his son’s body. He didn’t seem able to believe that it might not be Kevin – or maybe he just wanted to see for himself that it wasn’t.

In the end, we took both of them – and Fr. O’Leary – over to the mortuary. I managed to persuade them to wait outside while Fr. O’Leary went to have a look. He came out shaking his head and saying that it was nothing like him, but Mr M. jumped up and pushed his way in to see for himself. All very traumatic.

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