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Dick Kinlen

I am recalling a full TEN years I spent with Dick Kinlen growing
up as yougsters in St Columba's then teenagers at the Priory,
plus 2 years at Blacklion. Dick and I surely had many scrapes
- the earliest was sitting on a huge floating tree trunk that we launched
down the Tweed and paddled off for Berwick. Of course we didn't get too far
- except very wet. Nowadays this would result in a terrific
Health & Safety video.

Here is The Lord's Prayer for Dick
.....in Lingala...(pinched from Wikipedia)...:
(start with 'biso' meaning 'we' e.g, Pesa biso ='give us'.)

Tata wa biso, ozala o likoló,
bato bakúmisa Nkómbó ya Yo,
bandima bokonzi bwa Yo, mpo elingo Yo,
basálá yangó o nsé,
lokóla bakosalaka o likoló
Pesa biso lelo biléi bya mokolo na mokolo,
límbisa mabé ma biso,
lokóla biso tokolimbisaka baníngá.
Sálisa biso tondima masenginyá te,
mpe bíkisa biso o mabé.

Amen. May he rest in peace - and please
do not forget the people of Eastern Congo.

Re: Dick Kinlen

Like Robbie I was deeply saddened on hearing of the death of Fr.Dick Kinlen R.I.P. coming just over a fortnight
after learning of the passing of another contemporary of ours, Michael McNamara. Eternal Rest Grant unto Them O Lord.

Re: Dick Kinlen

Dick of course was something of a poet. Does anyone else remember (to Daily, daily, sing to Mary):
Huffy (John Fowles), Puffy(Joe Haigh), run to Duffy,
All about the Priory boys,
They are smoking and they're drinking
And they're making too much noise.

Re: Dick Kinlen

Just remembering Dick Kinlen's passing away
this time last year in 2016 ......

Oft, in the stilly night,
Ere Slumber's chain has bound me,
Fond Memory brings the light
Of other days around me;
The smiles, the tears,
Of boyhood's years,
The words of love then spoken;
The eyes that shone,
Now dimm'd and gone,
The cheerful hearts now broken!
Thus, in the stilly night,
Ere Slumber's chain hath bound me,
Sad Memory brings the light
Of other days around me. (T. Moore)