As I sit here trying to take in a person's whole life and make a statement to sum it up...I struggle. Nancy pointed out that with Kevin's dry sense of humour, he would find the great irony in "Kevin Scully" writing a tribute to "Kevin Scully." I, on the other hand, take great comfort in sharing my name with a good man. Kevin was a straight-shooter and had very little filter presence. I've always loved that in a person, as I tend to beat around the bush and rarely say what needs to be said. From my shared time with Kev, he never struggled with that. Kevin was genuine, unique and a fiercely loyal friend. He was the type to ramp up his anger in an argument, then by the time you talked it out, he'd offer you the shirt off his back... He visited us here in the East (as we are referred to by Ontarians) when Nancy was very pregnant(two weeks over due) with our daughter,Kristen. I was at work and Nance decided she and Kev should take a walk on the long, remote beach paralleling the Northumberland Straight. They walked a great distance and as the story goes, Kevin became very quiet. Nancy, not wanting to disturbe what she figured to be Kev getting in touch with his inner-self; walking along beside her, doating on her every step, and casually glancing back behind them to where they had left the car. They walked the beach for the better part of two hours, Kevin speaking nary a word...Even in the car, he simply would glance at Nancy and then stare out to front windshield on the short drive back to our home. I arrived shortly after work and as I entered through the front door I was greeted with a hug from Nancy and then, surprisingly, a huge hug from Kevin...I smiled coyly and simply asked how their day went...Kevin jumped right in with a barrage of sailor language, accompanied with body language just as animated...he detailed how "close" he was to delivering my child right on the @#^&* beach!! He said, he was so nervous he couldn't talk! He went on about Nancy needing her rest and that taking a huge risk like "walking all that way on a beach when you're "that pregnant " is not safe"...I let him get it off his chest and said, "Well Kev, I couldn't have left Nancy in any better hands! I knew you'd take care of her." He said, "Yeah I would have, but it's sure hard on the nerves!" Nancy simply sat at the table, sipping tea, smiling at our beautifully concerned cousin; she too, knowing she couldn't have been with anyone safer or with any better person on that day. Our hearts break at your, our, loss. Love, Kevin, Nancy, Neil and Kristen