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         him out one day for lunch and he was in good spirits. Then, just   How will I remember him? As quite a forceful character who
         about four weeks ago, the phone rang and a voice said, ‘I’m   occasionally  needed  a  bit  of reassurance;  he  was highly
         going to be over your way later this morning – any chance of a   individual, prayerful, especially on behalf of my own family. He
         cup of coffee?’ ‘Yes, of course, and we’re doing a bit of bacon if   had a quirky sense of humour, was a bit lonely at times, but he
         you’d like a sandwich.’ ‘Oh, wonderful, and do you still get those   was a kind friend and a good and faithful priest. I can think of
         lovely sausages from that local butcher?’ We had a long brunch   no better tribute to him than the presence here of such a huge
         and chat, and I’m glad to say that he was much happier, more   congregation for his Requiem - this for a man with no family.
         settled, and quite enjoying watching over the parish while Fr
         Paul was away for a while. And that was our last conversation.   May God bless him and give him eternal rest.
         When I visited him in hospital two days before he died, he was
         very peaceful, but showed no response, not even when I retold   Brian Kennedy
         him a couple of his own jokes.                       Tribute at Requiem Mass



         GEORGE MORGAN


         OLD RATCLIFFIAN 2011 - 2013
         MAY 25TH 1995 - MARCH 9TH 2016

         It is with great sadness that we write about the recent death of
         George Morgan, our brilliant son, brother and friend. George
         attended Ratcliffe College in the Sixth Form and found a school
         that not only supported him in his A Levels, but also enabled him
         to pursue his passion for squash. George made an impression on
         everyone he met; at school, this often wasn’t for his exemplary
         behaviour or academic mastery, but for his wit, authenticity
         and unique character. He went on to study Entrepreneurship
         at Bristol’s UWE, thriving in a vocational environment which
         allowed him to explore some of his most creative business ideas.
         He was also playing for his university’s squash team and a local
         club, where he’d become their first player and informal coach!

         George was playing squash on the night he died, suffering from
         a cardiac arrest caused by an underlying and undiagnosed heart
         condition. We take huge comfort from the fact that he was doing
         something that he loved and knew no pain, and that he was with
         his squash team, who adored him.                     we were, once again, reminded of how much he was loved.
                                                              George taught us to shine bright, take life as it comes, and never
         We held George’s funeral at Ratcliffe; it was the perfect setting   take ourselves too seriously. For the short time that he was with
         for his send-off, being a place that he loved. There were tributes,   us, we all made memories to last more than a lifetime.
         poems, and some of his favourite music, followed by a few of his
         best YouTube clips. Looking around the packed Ratcliffe Chapel,   George’s Family

                                                              EDWARD FRANCIS CURRAN



                                                              OLD RATCLIFFIAN 1942 - 1944
                                                              1926 - 2016


                                                              Edward Francis Curran died on June 7th 2016. He was born
                                                              in 1926 in Newport as the third of five children, including Bill
                                                              Curran, who was his elder brother by a year and a half. Edward
                                                              was educated at St Joseph’s Convent School in Stow Hill until
                                                              the age of seven, and then at the parish school of the Holy Cross,
                                                              before going to De La Salle and St Illtyd’s, and finally moving to
                                                              Ratcliffe in 1942. He was Head Boy there during his last year.

                                                              After he left Ratcliffe, Edward was sent down the mines as a
                                                              Bevin Boy. After the War, he decided that his vocation was in
         Edward Curran (44) with his wife, Sheila             medicine, so he studied Science at Newport Technical Institute


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