He was accorded the ultimate in local recognition by having a Northern train named in his honour:
Here it is at York:
I shall always remember getting on a southbound 'Ian Dewhirst' propelled train at Carlisle. Unremarkable in itself as the 'Ian Dewhirst' train is a familiar sight on the S&C. But there on the train was the eponymous Ian sitting quietly on his own en-route back to Keighley after a speaking engagement. I sat with him of course and we chatted all the way to Settle. Naturally I asked him if he was aware he was travelling on 'his' train. He did not know but was delighted to learn of the coincidence. "I never look to see" he said in his typically modest way.
Ian and I have known each other for years. Decades indeed. Christmas would not be Christmas without a newsy card from Ian. I have his last right here. He had heard of my own near miss on the Keighley grapevine and sympathised. He says he is suffering from arthritic knees - a problem when standing up giving talks 'which isn't doing me any good physically.'
"But we have to keep doing what we can for as long as we can!"
I shall remember that.
Thank you Ian for your friendship.
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