Tonton Michael…….
A year has flown by and one can hardly believe you are gone, gone forever…… YOU ARE FOREVER IN OUR HEARTS!!!
A year ago I wrote this………
You are at peace and it is well.
What a blessing you were to all the people you knew.
Such a humble man who gave, and gave and gave!! I remember a couple of years ago, I was trying to pack some pictures in Tunis for my son Senyo to take to London for me, I could not get a carton into which the pictures would fit properly. Uncle Dotse and I searched and searched, then Uncle Dotse said, let me call Michael… You said, I will look around and get back to you! Within half an hour, your Jeep was packed outside our place then you came out with these cartons.. the pictures fitted perfectly; when we asked where/how did you get the odd size cartons? You just smiled and said, you see, I knew these will be useful one day, I bought them, and had them for a long time, now … you see… they are useful! That was Tonton Michael.
You were a joy to anyone who came into contact with you! Always gentle, always kind, and the very best, and quintessentially British!!! My sisters and nieces who only met you once at my birthday do in Accra were shocked and said, ohh, uncle Mike, that very nice man? How is this possible?
Tonton Michael, a gentleman who had great taste, always polite, always gentle, a man with great appetite and made every meal look as if it came from a Michelin star restaurant! Even when he was on no salt, no pepper diet at clinic La Soukra, Tunis, he will tell us the food is great!!! Philo Coompson and I would ask, Tonton Mike, how can you say a salt and pepper free chicken or meat stew or soup is ‘very nice’; and you would just laugh and say, ‘look at my plate I have polished it off’, and indeed you would have finished the whole plate!!!
We miss you so much! We miss your calls…. Tantie JUUUDITH, the way you prolong the name. our occasional Sunday lunches; the way you turn to Kofi in church and say to him, Kofi, tantie Judith has just sent a text, ‘lunch is sorted, now concentrate on the sermon’!
You bore pain with dignity, and always put on a smile and tell people, I am fine, when you are not! I remember Easter Sunday, when we visited you, you were in bed, obviously in pain but chatted for the whole time, all the plans for the future, - the Bushmaster, our retreat and relaxation spot in Aburi! All the pictures showing the progress of the project, going through each of them, telling story after story of the pictures, and your passion for the house! You said, I will be on the mountain and call you to come up from the valley in Michael Camp, as food is ready, then we can have our chilled beer, wine and have some mangoes for dessert! Little did we know that was going to be our very last proper chat – It was hard when Kofi call us at dawn the following day that uncle Mike is not very well. We prayed for your recovery, we prayed to God to take care of you.
Yes, none of us expected you to leave so quickly, it was ‘like joke’ using the Ghanaian parlance! You slipped away peacefully and were looking particularly handsome!
Your memorial service in Tunis and your send off at Cartharge airport is testimony of how highly you were regarded. The coach loads of friends and colleagues who came to bid you farewell on your journey home to Ghana. Grown men weeping uncontrollably, some hiding their tears under sunglasses!! I don’t think ADB has ever seen anything like this or will ever see this. You touched countless number of people.
Tonton Mike, Rest in Perfect and well deserved Peace. He de nyuie! Mawu ne yra wo!
Tantie JUUUDITH (Judith OFORI)