The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding, go out to meet it.

 Thucydides

David was born on the 4 June 1974.  Growing up we lived at Tengbeh Town in the West end of Freetown.  He attended St Edward's Primary School at Fort Street and later proceeded to the Bishop Johnson Memorial School at Fourah Bay Road both in Freetown.  From an early age he was very brave and challenging,  and during our fights, I relish the consequence of freeing him from my grips as I knew what he would do next.  But he was lovely and brotherly.

  At 17 he abandoned his studies to enlist into the Sierra Leone army after learning that our granmother had been killed by rebels during the early stages of the Rebels Revolutionary Front (RUF) incursion into Sierra Leone in March 1991.  David burned with anger and patriotism. He completed his military training at Benguema Barracks in the outskirts of Freetown in 1992.

  On completion of his training, he was immediately sent to Kailahun in Eastern Sierra Leone where the war with RUF rebels was fiercest.  He fough gallantly and in 1993, he returned on his first visit proudly displaying his V sign as a Lance Corporal.  He gained promotion on the battlefield. I remember watching the Zone 2 Amilcar Cabral tournament (1993) with him at the National  Stadium, little realising it was the last time I was spending with him.  It was a great moment and one that will always linger in my mind. 

He returned to the war front and the following year 1994 he was promoted to the rank of Corporal.  Sadly, he fell in a rebel ambush on 24 April 1994 together with his commrades under his command and his gallant services to the nation was terminated. 

Rest in peace David ...sleep on brother as we will all meet someday again.  May light perpetual shine upon you and your soul Rest in Perfect Peace in Christ Jesus.