This is finally my ode to kunle apara. Who entered this world unannouced but was lucky to have lived a gracious life while not wanting to sound like cliche I would not have wished for another dad
You meant everything to me,you kept on giving me chance after chance again despite my many mistskes and failures, you always believed in another chance even when the evidences showed otherwise you were a father to me and multitudes who made kernel street there home you had a large heart who even took in strangers you Brooked no nonsense yet you loved with a passion as GOD will have it you raised four lovely daughters and two sons almost single handedly but for family support I remember you never been home.I remember your many trips some back to back, is it your commitment to your extended family members who you drew together as one not separating your fathers family from mamas side you treated them as one. What ever you believed in
You treated with a passion it was such that made you join a Yoruba self determination group afenifere.but no you were not a tribal bigot as you with other patriots like Alfred Rewane.Anthony Enahoro.baba omojola,bola ahmed tinubu joined the group that fought against military domination.in the Nigerian polity NADECO, you were a distribilised Nigerian as I know some of your friends who you kept life long relationships, is it
M.D YUSSUF the former I.G of police who called you kunle , Is it Ibrahim Damcida, who with you brought Ericsson to nigeria, or T.Y danjuma or Ahmed joda or Mr onyedim aunty Nancy's dad.you were so simple the house you built over 40 years ago you lived in till you died(you refused to go to the island even when it was the fad to do so.)but I learnt that you had lived in glover and McPherson in ikoyi with my sisters when it was a white mans place, you had no airs about you you liked it simple, you kept the same paint for forty years and not even moji who was you could get you to change the colour. until you died,hence we would have heard you say, What's the matter with you,you made me love dogs, I remember Gigo your first dog , I guess Your love for reading rubbed off on me and sis bimbo cause you even had a library in the house,you were not perfect but you taught me how to pray to GOD every morning,your love for you mum was legendary, it meant ilesa for we your kids every summer and any winter break ,you were never sick until old age even then you were not quite, it took 6 people to hold you down to get your blood sample at st Nicholas at your last sickness I think its was the apara ogun thing, you love for the academics was such that any body who wanted to get an education was well come at kernel street. Even beyond family members, when I was growing up I thought your home was a hostel, what with plates lined up with food for us, I grew up with many uncles and aunts as who lived with us at a point, the flat had the back am sure as a lot of stories to say, it was home to some later nigerian leaders who them where mere young adults,aunty Sola agbeja, who later became deputy governor of Osun state and minister of defense, uncle wale edun the finance guru,uncle Gbola ifaturoti the oilman, HRM Dokun Thomson The current oloni of eti oni in atakumosa local govt in Osun state,ibukun komolafe, aunty bunmi the city lawyer, aunty folake Apara fawunmi, cuz Dr Tunji haastrup,
Nike, aunty aina, Funke taiwo, Laitan,dolapo ajayi; tunde omole, tunde ope,bayo ogunsanwo and I could go on and on they are all great graduates of kernel street, they are so many but we know our self,daddy wish you could have lived on but we are mere mortals i can never forget you chief, continue to rest in peace till we meet on the other side your son akinyemi