Tony Greeves was an old comrade of my father in many’s a battle over water resources for rural county Derry in the 60s and 70s. He often visited our house in Dungiven and as a child I remember him as boundlessly debonair, patient and above all friendly to a young person.
Monday 10 February 2025
Austin McGill, Vienna, Austria
Tony Greeves was my uncle. I grew up in London so typically only saw him once a year when our family went to Northern Ireland in the summer. I loved these visits and even as a boy had fascinating conversations with him. In my 40s I often came to Belfast for work, staying with Tony and Gina. We would stay up late and after a delicious meal cooked by Tony we’d discuss business and politics. In his last few years I visited with my Mum Mary (his sister) and in between would have great conversations over the phone. He was always enthusiastic and when I published my first book he was immediately interested. I loved my Uncle Tony and give thanks for a warm and ultimately very honest relationship. Go in peace.
Friday 17 January 2025
Patrick Nash, nephew of Tony. Solva, Pembrokeshire, Wales