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A MAN who was shot and killed by his brother and father was described as “the greatest son a mother could have” and there was an “unbreakable” bond between them.
Mark O’Sullivan, 25, died almost instantly after being hit by seven bullets from two pistols used by his father Tadg, 59, and his younger brother Diarmuid, 23, as he lay in his bed Monday morning. morning.
After his murder, they went to a field on the family farm and committed suicide in a suicide pact.
Around 300 of Mark’s friends formed an honor guard when his coffin was brought to the Church of the Immaculate Conception in Kanturk for a funeral mass today, which was attended by family members only in accordance with Covid-19 regulations.
Heartbroken, Anne followed the coffin, dressed in black and supported by two friends who held her arms together.
When the mass ended, Mark’s cousin, Barry Sherlock, read a tribute from his best friend Sharmilla Rahman, who was unable to attend his funeral because she lives abroad.
‘MOTHER BRAND’
She revealed that Mark was known to her friends as “Mother Mark” and they nicknamed him “because he could make you feel loved and wanted from the slightest gesture.”
Her tribute said: “Mark and I were best friends. I would like to express my condolences to Anne and the rest of the family. Mark was the greatest child a mother could have and I know the bond between them is unbreakable.”
“He had such a big heart and so much love to give as a friend. I know, but I can’t imagine how much effort and love he put into being Anne’s son.
“I met Mark when we were studying law at the University of Limerick. I remember putting my name next to his to work together on a case in our first year, not knowing that this would create a great friendship between us.
“Since then I have been drawn to Mark, his kindness, sense of humor and ability to make you feel at home and Mark was at home for our time together, he was the person from whom I would seek comfort and refuge and he would receive the same from me.
“A mutual friend recently said that Mark and I were soul mates. I always referred to him as my best friend, but that never seemed quite right to me. Yes, we were best friends, but our connection always felt like it was so much more. as we were destined to be in each other’s lives.
‘SOULMATES’
She added: “How is it possible that two such different people get along so well? Mark, reserved and level-headed, me loud and spontaneous. I think we were soul mates. I didn’t have a word for that until now.
“Mark has taught me a lot and has shown me what true friendship is.
“I will always remember the time we spent living together, both in Ireland and Greece, hearing each other laugh through the walls because one of us has sent a funny text message, waking up every morning to sit at the foot of his bed to chat before walking to college together.
“Mark was the most caring and selfless person I ever knew, so loving and selfless that he earned the nickname Mother Mark.
“He could make you feel loved and wanted with the slightest gesture. I would walk into the room to chat and his immediate reaction was to reach into his drawer and toss me a bar of chocolate.
“He would come home from college every Sunday and bring us food while we sat and chatted and laughed the rest of the night, catching up on each other’s news like we hadn’t seen each other two days before.
“We always miss each other’s company, no matter how long we were apart and being there for me through my ups and downs, never making me feel like I was anything less than special to him and he was incredibly special to me.”
Sharmilla’s tribute continued: “As we finished college, we naturally went on to do different things in life. I moved abroad but we still kept in touch every day.
“For three years after college, this never stopped. The dynamics of our friendship never changed, no matter where we were in our lives.
“He embraced my now-husband as an extension of myself, making sure he was cared for as well. That’s what Mark was, his concern for others was always his priority.”
“Every time I came home he was always ready to see me, his infectious laugh and sense of humor always reminded me why we were best friends.
“I have a hard time putting into words how strong our friendship was and how amazing Mark was as a person.
‘SPEECHLESS’
“To say that he was incredible seems an injustice to who he really was. He was charming, funny, caring, bright, selfless, hardworking, honest, intelligent but also so much more, words cannot describe Mark for what he was.
“There are no words to describe a person like him, but anyone who met him knows that it was a blessing to have him in their lives and how amazing he was.
“Mark, you are my best friend forever. I love you.”
The small congregation stood up and clapped when Barry finished the tribute.
On Friday, the funeral mass for Mark’s father and brother, Tadg and Diarmuid, was celebrated at St. Mary’s Church in Castlemagner. They were buried in St Brigid Cemetery on the O’Sullivan family grounds.
Mark was buried in St. Patrick’s Cemetery, also in Castlemagner, with Anne’s parents and grandparents, Ann and Timothy Cronin.
The double suicide-murder occurred in Assolas, about four miles from the market town of Kanturk in North Cork, and two miles from the village of Castlemagner, where the family was deeply integrated into the local community.
WILL DISPUTE
Gardai believes that the horrendous tragedy was the result of a long-running dispute over a will in which mother Anne left the valuable 115 acres in Raheen, Kanturk to Mark.
An only child, he had inherited it from his parents and, in keeping with rural Irish tradition, was passing it on to his first-born.
As the people mourned Mark at his funeral, the main celebrant Fr. Toby Bluitt said in his homily: “Pain is never an easy burden to bear and never again when it comes to us in what can only be described as an untimely moment. , shocking and tragic.
“We meet in such pain today, carrying a burden that not only appears to be, but is actually overwhelming.
“We come together to comfort and support each other in our common loss. We come together to make sense of what doesn’t make sense.
The parish priest had officiated the funeral mass for Tadg and Diarmuid on Friday, which Anne also attended.
‘HEART BREAKING LOSS’
He said: “I will reiterate the words of yesterday’s homily because the reality of this heartbreaking loss has not changed.
“The loss of three people created in the image of God. Three men equally loved by God. A God who knows that we are not perfect, a God who sees through our wrong actions. A God who is our creator, our Father, our forgiving.
“Today’s Gospel of Luke, which describes the Passion of Christ, speaks of a darkness that hangs over the whole world; in fact, it seemed that that same darkness, the darkest hour of creation, enveloped the O ‘family Sullivan and the local community here and in Castlemagner for the last number of days.
“The normally quiet local area covered at this time of year with a myriad of colorful autumn leaves became abuzz with activity and the autumn light was, for a time, a very distant memory.
“The shock, the numbness, the devastation was impossible to imagine and the news of the loss of three lives was incomprehensible.”
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