Dr Carew
He didn’t want anything! Nothing seemed to matter to him, but achieving, success, making a difference, and to prove a point to himself and no one else!
Once in his in office at Engineering close, while sorting some documents, I thought aloud and asked "why" in return he asked looking perplexed and wondering at the question. Immediately I became afraid, but seeing my fear he gently asked in return “WHY WHAT''
I seized the rare moment and asked him all the questions that looong buzzed my head.
Why are you so frugal? Where are you from? Why do you think all the time? Why do you look into trash cans? Why do you have the values you do? Why do you cut 'gorimapa!
He stopped me by raising his hand with a smile, removing his glasses and requested that I sit down, he sensed my genuine curiosity. I couldn’t hold back and he knew I had the best intentions. Then he began to answer my questions one at a time, with that vintage seriousness we knew him for when he wants to get through to us.
When he was done, my eyes shone, my heart filled with unspeakable amazement and admiration, which I could only share with my father back then. That day my father and I talked about him and Dr. Nadu Deneloye far into the night.
Finally, with his trade mark laughter he rubbed his head and to my last question he said, "fresh air is good" as I made to leave, he added ‘feel free to come around and always ask questions’ that was 1992
His door is always open! Next I went to discuss, how bored I was with my work. To my surprise he stood and closed the door! He asked what do you thinking you want to do. Then I thought, wow! am in real trouble this time. So with all I got, I proceeded with determination to lecture the DR on how ‘Marketing Telnet services” would be interesting and increase patronage blah blah blah, he listened with rapt attention, some amusement and smiled in the end.
Nodding his head he said…it will come, but you must be patient, we will get there.
He went on annual leave and I wasn’t patient. That was 1993.
Finally, at Kofo Abayomi, I met him on his way out, he stopped me in my track, with pain and concern itched on his brows, he said “I heard so and so, is it true, before I could answer, shaking his head he responded: I don’t believe it, okay, what happened? Wide eyed I only mutter “I can explain” but he was in a hurry. It will be the last time I neither spoke nor saw him. That was 2003.
These encounters, changed the way I look at life and Dr. Carew, from then on I looked forward to listening to him.
Regularly I look up the internet for what’s up with the “DRs” and the crew.
The values I learnt from him have taken me places and round the world. Most recently working in Haiti, I got the opportunity to talk about his values and success. That was 2013.
Thank you for coming our way and sharing your life with us all. RIP