A LAST KISS GOODBYE

ESCAPE from grief was an impossibility in Inishowen yesterday.

It hung in the air, stifling conversation, stalling traffic, shutting businesses. It was in the strained faces of local people, in the grim tone of their voices, in the awkward shuffling of feet on church paths.

It was as if the mangled cars that entombed the bodies of the dead on Sunday night had trapped their families, friends and neighbours too, locking them into anguish.