Lost, Found, Remembered

‘A fearless investigative journalist and author. Beloved and trusted champion of the lost, marginalised and those, like herself, who have suffered growing up in a discriminatory environment . . . a brilliant flame extinguished.’

‘[Lyra was a] powerhouse, determined, tenacious, intelligent, and honest in her approach . . . and since her death she has pulled off more than she could ever have expected by bringing all communities together.’

‘A beacon for Northern Ireland … Public Lyra was a brilliant journalist and advocate; someone who spoke up for others, and fearlessly probed at uncomfortable subjects. The Lyra I got to know was upbeat and kind; a devoted carer to her mother . . . a fierce light, a formidable voice.’

‘Lyra McKee was one of us. She was our people. She didn’t think she was, not at first – Belfast isn’t the easiest place in the world to grow up gay – but she found a way to belong here, a way to tell her story. She was our people because that includes a lot now, and it included her. It’s not like it used to be. But it doesn’t include them, not any more. Whatever you say, say that.’

‘McKee was a young writer who could reach into the eerie spaces of what had happened to us before she was born, to know the things that haunted us.’

‘Lyra transcending boundaries wither humanity, compassion, and curiosity.’