Today Bobby Sands would have turned 62 had he lived beyond his hunger strike. Since he did not and I happen to be in Belfast, I decided to visit him (and others) in Milltown Cemetery, bringing flowers that were long overdue.

As I strolled the Falls making my way back to city center I stopped and remembered him wherever I saw his name. For the record, that’s a lot of stopping and it’s a wonder I made it back to my hotel before checkout. Here are just a few of my favorite stops during my own personal celebration of Bobby for his birthday. (These are nowhere near the only mentions of him on the Falls, however)

and of course,

 

It was the perfect way to close out my time in Belfast. Farewell for now and happy Bobby Day. Now on to Derry.