James Boyd was born in Inchyra village on the River Tay on December 27, 1827. His parents were James Boyd, a weaver and fisherman and Mary Brown. James had six full siblings, Mary, John, Janet, Ann, Catherine and Alexander and one older half-brother David. Tragically his father and two older sisters, Mary and Janet died in a six week period. Mary was buried on 25 December 1840, aged 22, Janet was buried on 1 January 1841 and his father James on 7 February 1841. They were all buried in Kinfauns cemetery which overlooks their village of Inchyra and the Tay.
We said goodbye way too soon last Wednesday to Kayde, he was only 25. By most standards he’d had a difficult life full of health challenges but not to him. He was the eternal optimist, living his life to the full, one of his favorite sayings – ‘we’re living the dream’. At the celebration of his life last Wednesday in Bacchus Marsh we heard how he’d lived his life. He loved sport and although he’d been in a wheelchair for the past ten years he’d played cricket with his sister Meg as his runner. The sister who also suffers from the same childhood arthritis that he had. He was a lifeguard at the local swimming pool, a position he also found amusing, although he was an invaluable second pair of eyes and would sit there with his mate and say ‘we’re living the dream’.