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December 31, 2009

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chris

Catching up, I am - so have just seen this post. Kay Carmichael came into my life in 1984, when some Greenham women came to Dunoon to face trials for the action at the Holy Loch Site One early in that year. She came with the vanguard to try to set up somewhere for them to stay, and was active in contacting my then bishop when as a result of my activities in having them accommodated in the church grounds my family was more or less hounded from the church. She had little success, but at a very difficult time was a staunch and reassuring ally who made me feel that I was doing the right thing.

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