My son was not a junkie, says gun victim's grieving mum
THE mother of Daniel Gaynor, who was gunned down in front of his two children, yesterday insisted he had no involvement in crime.
Gaynor (25), who served time in jail for drug and gun offences, was shot dead by a lone gunman in an attack in broad daylight in front of his partner and two children last Saturday.
The gunman attacked Gaynor as he and his family walked along St Helena's Road in Finglas, just metres from his partner's house, at 6.50pm.
Gardai have appealed for witnesses to the shooting and are still carrying out door-to-door inquiries. Funeral arrangements have yet to be finalised.
Tension on the streets of the tightly-knit estate in north Dublin was palpable yesterday as residents came to terms with the murder on their doorstep.
There were a number of unmarked garda cars parked in the area as detectives monitored goings-on.
Some neighbours were unwilling to talk to the media and simply closed the door upon hearing the name "Gaynor".
At Gaynor's family home on Berryfield Drive in Finglas, the front door was wide open as two young children played in the driveway.
There was washing hanging on a clothes line at the back of the house and a large trampoline, which took up most of the garden.
When his grieving mother emerged, she closed the door over and leaned her head out before unleashing a tirade of abuse against the media.
"Wait until I tell you -- if you want to speak to us, write the truth about my son," she screamed.
"Everything that has been written is a lie. Write the truth about my son. My son was no junkie. My son wasn't a junkie.
"My son never touched a drug in his life. He never sold drugs -- he never done nothing. Now get away from my door. Get away from my door.
"Write the f**king truth -- not the lies. You're all bastards," she yelled as she walked out on to her driveway before being restrained by another family member, who said they had no comment to make.
Rocks were thrown from the house as the woman screamed and other residents stopped and stared.
"Close your f**king door," shouted one woman at Gaynor's mother from across the street.
Just around the corner is Barnamore Crescent, where Gaynor lived with his partner and children. More than a dozen floral tributes have been left at the house, which is empty and looks run-down.
There were notes on the bouquets from friends and family members including his brother, children and partner.
"Daniel, the love of my life, my best friend, my soul mate, love you forever. x x x," read one.
Another said: "To daddy, we love you. x x x." A third read: "Brother, missing you like mad already, thinking of you and always will be. You will always be with me. Rest in peace, bro."
The house, on the corner of the street, looked abandoned, with the doorbell disconnected and objects littering the hallway in view through the smoked glass of the front door.
A neighbour a few doors down, seemingly surprised to see someone calling, shouted: "Your man who lives there is gone -- he's dead."
Another neighbour across the road said he had only arrived home on Sunday and was shocked to find there had been a shooting.
"I was away so I came home to all of this," he said. "I couldn't believe it, to be honest. There were police everywhere -- it's mental. I don't know what's going on around this place any more."