Bishop Daly told of remorseful IRA killers. But where children are killers there is no conscience
Old Bishop Daly was a hero of mine. In an age when the Catholic Church was betrayed by its own child-abusing priests, he was a man of great courage - in facing his own mortality after a terrifying stroke, just as he was when he waved a blood-soaked handkerchief in the face of British paratroopers, carrying the dying Jackie Duddy on Bloody Sunday.
Duddy was 17 when he was murdered by a British soldier of the 1st Battalion The Parachute Regiment on January 30, 1972. Edward Daly was 82 when he died this week. And he was a man whom I always associated - for all the right reasons - with death.
Less than two weeks earlier, Father Jacques Hamel (three years older than Daly) died before his altar outside Rouen, his throat cut by two men who claimed to be adherents of Isil, the very cult of death. They were killed by the police.