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Paul Murray

August 12, 1970 - February 23, 2021

Paul was such a kind and funny person who improved the lives of all who met him. A devoted husband and father whose passing leaves a hole in so many lives. Please leave your favourite memories of Paul as a tribute to a truly remarkable man who has been taken far too soon.

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Greg Lundy 2021-02-26 01:55:41 wrote:

Smoking Marlboros in a cool trench coat on the back of the bus. Playing American football with a Veda loaf in Bobs garage. Serving behind the counter in the coffee break even though he was a customer. Paul’s 18th, one of the first nights they let me in to Kelly’s. Paul and Adam doing the kid and play dance on the upstairs dance floor. Skating days out at Portglenone, flying jackets, grolsch tops, Rockefeller’s jukebox, KFC in Portrush and on and on, I have countless memories of time spent in the company of Paul Murray and they all bring a smile to my face, he had the sharpest wit, he was a hairy pilot, an absolute gent, he was awful good craic and he was one of the kindest, most generous people you could ever meet. When he told me his chosen profession it made total sense and I knew he would be so good at it because if there’s one thing Paul always did was make sure everyone else was alright. Paul’s passing will leave a huge whole in a lot of lives and he has gone far too soon I am just glad I had the pleasure of knowing him and the honour to call him a friend.

Greg Lundy 2021-02-26 01:55:41 wrote: Smoking Marlboros in a cool trench coat on the back of the bus. Playing American football with a Veda loaf in Bobs garage. Serving behind the counter in the coffee break even though he was a customer. Paul’s 18th, one of the first nights they let me in to Kelly’s. Paul and Adam doing the kid and play dance on the upstairs dance floor. Skating days out at Portglenone, flying jackets, grolsch tops, Rockefeller’s jukebox, KFC in Portrush and on and on, I have countless memories of time spent in the company of Paul Murray and they all bring a smile to my face, he had the sharpest wit, he was a hairy pilot, an absolute gent, he was awful good craic and he was one of the kindest, most generous people you could ever meet. When he told me his chosen profession it made total sense and I knew he would be so good at it because if there’s one thing Paul always did was make sure everyone else was alright. Paul’s passing will leave a huge whole in a lot of lives and he has gone far too soon I am just glad I had the pleasure of knowing him and the honour to call him a friend.

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