He passed from this world in the H Blocks of Long Kesh, a concrete and barbed wire hellhole the British called HMP Maze.
Yesterday we gathered with his family in the graveyard where he lies at rest to honour his memory.
On a hill above the graveyard an ancient standing stone can be seen just beyond the towering trees. The majestic Benbradagh Mountain, steeped in the folklore of Dungiven, with tales of Finvola, the Gem of the Roe, and the banshee Grainne Rua, changes colours with the shifting light.
These were the memories which surely lifted Kevin as he peered through the concrete bars of his filthy cell at the clouds drifting overhead. His hometown lay beyond the Sperrins but it was the high walls and the wire fences which separated him from those he loved.
His desire to free his country from the yoke of the tyrant burned in his heart just as brightly as the fire in his mother's hearth.
Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam uasal.