Dinny Feeney deceased.

On Easter Monday last Dinny Feeney died tragically.He was 57 years young.His land mearned mine at one side and we often interacted in a farming as well as a sporting and social sense.I fround him to be an absolute gentleman as a neighbour.It is in the nature of things that sometimes animals stray ,either one way or another.Between us these matters were not a problem. A gentleman through and through.
We spoke Sunday night at mid nigh at the birthday bash of his brother Tommy.I had a few on board and not having seen him for a while,compared notes about the shortage of fodder and we parted extolling the decency of each other.He seemed the finest.
I hurled and kicked football with Dinny.At that stage we were not in the first bloom of youth.He was hard and fair and gave it all he had.He worked that hard at the farming that he had little time for training.He was an exemplary farmer.
Feeneys always kept ponies and horses.Dinny ,his wife and children were avid horse people and great hunt supporters.
Lately himself and his wife Niamh joined the Lycra cycling brigade and took to it like ducks to water.
I drank with him,played football and hurling with him,farmed alongside him,had the craic with him and had the great pleasure of training his daughters, son ,brothers and nieces and nephews  in hurling and camogie.
Like  everybody else in the Parish I am shattered ,heartbroken and in a state of shock .
His remains will be reposing at his home tomorrow Thursday from 4.00 to 8.00.
The funeral  will be to Dunderry Church  on Friday at 12.00 noon,burial afterwards at the local cemetery.
To his devastated wife Niamh,son Thomas,daughters Blaithnid and Siobhan,father Tom ,brothers Tommy and P.J.,sisters Anne ( Callaghan )and Olive (Martin ) and his many nieces and nephews we extend our sympathies  in these their darkest hours and days.
Dinny and his extended family were at the core of the GAA Club for generations and indeed the Camogie and Fair Committee ,to mention but a few of the clubs he was involved with.His untimely death strikes at the very heart of the community.
Ar dheis DE go raibh a hanam dilis.