August 21, 2014
August 21, 2014
I called you Daddy and you called me Mebabea. You fascinated me with your humility. You taught me that whatever we are today is just by grace and not by our own might. I remember your days in UNU - Tokyo and the Rotary Club in Ghana. I was ever so happy to do your letters, reports and keep your correspondence for you till you passed by or send them to you in Tokyo.
When you came home from Tokyo, you came personally to say a BIG thank you for the services I had provided - but let me tell you wherever you are that I learned so much from you.
I had promised several times to come home but never did. I called your number two weeks before your departure and spoke to Korantemaa and promised to pass by one day. Little did I know that was not to be, Yours was a life well lived.
To Maa, Korantemaa and the rest, I share your pain. I know you will miss him much - because I am.
May mother earth lie gently on your noble and wonderful soul.
When you came home from Tokyo, you came personally to say a BIG thank you for the services I had provided - but let me tell you wherever you are that I learned so much from you.
I had promised several times to come home but never did. I called your number two weeks before your departure and spoke to Korantemaa and promised to pass by one day. Little did I know that was not to be, Yours was a life well lived.
To Maa, Korantemaa and the rest, I share your pain. I know you will miss him much - because I am.
May mother earth lie gently on your noble and wonderful soul.