I met Bros.Dennis in 2004 just when I started my life hustle. I had an adopted father, his brother ( Bruce) before he came to Nigeria on vacation. So when we met, he became my new adopted dad and Bros. Bruce wouldn't take it lightly with both of us ( laughs).

He taught me a lot about things as a young man. I always ran to him for money to do things i couldn't tell him. There was never a no from him to me. So generous to me while he laughs and tells me that in his words" YOU ARE MY BAD SON, DAPO.He scolded me when I had to be scolded too. A good man he was. Im not his biological brother but he was a brother to me. I heard of his passing and life momentarily stood still for me. Why is it that good people departs this world earlier than the ones that aren't good?  

Bros.Dennis, my adopted dad,  It's so painful to lose you. I'm pained but nobody can question God. 

Rest well bro. Will miss you.