Edward Kane Edward Laurence Kane was a master bricklayer, aged twenty nine when he was murdered. He was happy-go-lucky and will be best remembered for the love he had for his family.

Eddie had only left the house in Ashton Street at 8:35 p.m. (ten minutes before the atrocity). I had heard the terrible explosion and a neighbour had told me that it was McGurk's. Nevertheless, I honestly believed that Eddie could not have reached the bar.

Soon after midnight, the British army searched each and every house in Ashton Street, including my own. By 5 a.m., with still no word of Eddie, my father and uncle tried the hospitals for news. They eventually found him in the morgue. No-one ever notified us.

I was only twenty four years old at the time and with four young children aged sixteen months, three years of age, four and five, I lived life in total disbelief. Although we had buried him, I really could not believe that he was dead, especially since it was only three weeks to Christmas. But, I had to go on and rear our children as best as I could.

Still the hardest thing to cope with, as it was even then, was the British government claiming someone in the bar had the bomb.

Eddie, you are still sadly missed.

From Brigid

Billy Kane, son of Eddie and Brigid. Murdered, 15th January 1988 by British paramilitaries.

My son, Billy, even though twenty, was a big child at heart who loved nothing more than playing the flute. He had arrived home at 4:30 p.m. and had fallen asleep upon the sofa.

Myself and some other family members had just finished our supper when a masked and armed man came in through the door. He saw Billy asleep and started firing. As he was about to leave, a second gunman came in and asked him "Did you do him right?" and then he continued to fire. Neighbours and Father Goan arrived. Then the ambulance. Billy was dead on arrival at hospital.

Before his murder, my son was a victim of sustained harrassment by the British security forces. They told him that they had a bullet with his name on it and that Christmas he received a card from the U.V.F. I believe that Billy was a victim of collusion. He was never in the house at that time, especially on a Friday.

Like his daddy, Billy will be best remembered for the love he had for us, his family. I'll also never forget his smile, his wit and his devilment. 

Missed still by all your family.

From Brigid, your mummy.

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