It's indeed very hard to accept and do this.A rare gem gone so soon,my port harcourt father like i offen refer to you,my solicitor ,my voice of reasoning, our unity bridge.A man who stands for the truth,bear no grudge,accept and respect everyone. Duabo your care and support for family is undeniably out of this world, I am a living testimony of such love,care and support.Always checked up on me,most times unannounced , with that gentle voice of your's,"Ure I'm at ur gate", ,ooooh what a loss. You were always concerned,always on time,always looked out for my happiness, to which you complement and put smiles on my face.In this last few days of my most trying times,your love care,support and advice kept me grounded. The pages of this tribute isn't enough to describe your heavenly soul. You lived an heavenly life here on earth. Jason will miss your drinks,snacks and cartoon section, in his words,"mummy stop crying uncle Duabo is not dead! he just traveled,believe me", yes I believe you my son. We would have preferred you were still with us, but we're consoled knowing you have gone on a better journey to be with our Lord.

This is one of the most difficult things I have had to do ..... Writing a tribute about my brother DUABO.
When I was a child,Duabo was my favourite brother. I walked into his room all the time with ease. He always had a way of putting a smile on my face. Our playtime was so much fun. He spinned me around, put me on his neck, threw me up and always caught me and I giggled away. Those were my happiest times. He loved dancing and tried to teach me how to move my stiff body; of course I never learnt. He played a major role in my academics, we worked on my assignments together everyday after school. He always made time for me , play or academics.
He had a way of calling my name, filled with so much love. He believed in me and I knew he loved me and was very proud of me. I didn't know how to show him how much I cared so I focused what I felt for him on his wife and child (Anita& Doute), the much I could. I wish I showed him how much I truly loved and appreciated him...... My biggest regret!
There is a big hole in my heart, I am broken! I have never felt this way before....
Duabo I know you are in a very good place now even though I would have loved for you to be here.
I can never forget you, you will always be loved and fondly remembered.

  "The righteous perish , and no man takes it to heart; merciful men are taken away, while no one considers that the righteous is taken aw

It is still so hard to come to terms with this news. But then all we ask is for God to fill the vacuum your death has brought all the people who love you. Rest in Peace Duabo. Forever in our hearts.

If out of all mankind one finds a single friend, he has found something more precious than any treasure since nothing in the world so valuable can be compared to a real friend.
The day that I heard you were taken from us, my heart broke. You always put a smile on my face no matter how mad I was.
In a world of cynics, you always held a candle of hope.
In life, we hold on, in death, we let go ; the spirit is free to love unencumbered.

Adieu Duabo my friend, it was a privilege to share your life's journey!!!!

Baba Duabs! My brother, my friend.It's quite difficult to believe you've left.
You can no longer be seen, by the human eye,
But your soul and love that you gave so many, will never ever die.
Sometimes I wish I could tell myself that you'll be back someday.
If I could make just one wish right now, I'd wish you back to stay.
I guess this is the way life goes, and God's will we must accept.
But I hope you didn't feel this pain the way we feel now. God knows best.
Rest in Peace my Brother.

Baba Duabs, where do I begin? Words fall short of expressing of expressing the sorrow we are all feeling due to your untimely demise. Losing someone we admire is nothing easy but I am blessed to have known you. All I can think of as I write this tribute is your infectious laughter that can easily fill a room and your really cool demeanor.... You were like a big brother,you will be truly missed.
After the tears have dried and the goodbyes have been said, all we have to hold onto are the happy memories that we have of you. This is what keeps you alive in our hearts and mind. I pray that the Lord will see your family through this difficult time. Rest in peace brother.

Like a Candle in the wind,gentle soul blown away... May GOD continue to comfort your family. 'Domo timi' !

Duabo, was a great guy who was good to all, he never segregated and was everybody's big brother. We will miss him greatly but pray for the peaceful repose of his soul in Jesus name. Duabs, rest in peace.

So sorry Theo to learn about your loss. May God grant u the grace to bear this irreparable loss. May God comfort you and all he left behind. May his soul rest in perfect peace. Take care bros.

Owa, I am truly sorry to hear of the loss of your elder brother; one cannot even begin to imagine what you’re going through right now but be assured that a person that departs from this earth never truly leaves, for they are still alive in our hearts and minds, through us, they live on.

On behalf NNPC Corporate Planning Department accept our condolences, he will not be forgotten. May our Lord bless and comfort you and your family during this time of grief. Rest in the Lord Duabo.

Duabo:
Words cannot describe the shock and great sense of loss that the news of your passing away brought to us all and I must say, the reality is still sinking in. Sometimes it feels as if one is in a dream and would soon wake up to a different reality. We pray every day that God will grant you eternal peace while giving us the strength to bear such a devastating loss. We all remember vividly your warm and loving personality and will forever miss you and please be rest assured that your loving memory will remain with us forever. Our only consolation is that God knows best.

Asuquo Edem
Brother-in-Law.

Duabo, I knew you for a short time, I wish I had known you for longer. You were a warm and accommodating person. The words calm, unruffled and dependable come to my mind.You lived and let live, you had such a good heart! I can't believe you are gone. I take comfort in the fact that you knew the Lord and you are in His arms right now. Adieu, my brother-in-law. Till we meet again.

It saddens my heart to write this tribute to my brother. The mere mention of his name draws tears from my heart, but God Almighty knows best.
Duabo , it would have been a moment of joy if I had to give a toast on your birthday, if you had lived to old age. Sadly, I am forced to write this because you left us suddenly. You had big dreams, it is unfortunate that some of those dreams shall now remain unfulfilled. Your absence has created a huge emptiness in me, in all of us. I keep glancing at the gate, praying , hoping you might walk back into our lives!
You were my "go to" guy, always willing to assist me, always the practical one. I learnt many special things from you including how to live peaceably with all men and to comport myself with dignity.
You will forever remain in my heart, my thoughts. I will always cherish you. I have this confidence that you are now in the company of angels, resting with the Lord, therefore I will only say goodnight .
Death is merely a temporary separation , we will meet again at the feet of Jesus. Goodnight Duabo.

Duabo you were one of a kind, a people person and a rare jewel lost that can never be replaced. You were a lot of things to me, a loving, kind hearted, father figure. You constantly assured me that it will get better when I started my job and always complained about it. I remember the time we use to share your cerelac and malt biscuits, I use to bribe you with suya from suya line just to allow me drive the station wagon from your lap, when your room was my safe heaven, the time you gave me my first beer like a father would do to enlighten a grown up son. Come to think of it, writing down these memories have turned my crying into a smile but there is still a deep pain in my heart. I miss you, Duabs. Your life was beautiful. I'm honoured to have been a part of it. Rest well, my big brother.

"All good things must come to an end".....just doesn't seem to be a fair rule.
It is difficult to describe you, Duabo, in one word. You were a number of things to quite a lot of people. You were a loving dad, a devoted husband, a protective brother, a loyal friend and a hero to others.... and heros don't die! Their Legacy lives on and never dies..
You were one man with a very large and warm heart, never too busy for anyone..

It is very difficult for me to understand that I will not see you walking around in the compound and hear your rich laughter anymore because your footprints are everywhere....

I wish you knew how difficult it is to accept that you are now away from us..... You are sorely missed Duabo and will forever be remembered.

Rest on my brother till we meet again

Baba Duabs, I'm still in daze...just this morning, Kiye called me & its all so surreal. Everyone who knows you has stories that tell of the man, friend & brother you were to all. I for one have waaay to many memories going all the way back to our childhood; space & time constraints won't permit me to share here. For now, all I can manage is, "you are irreplaceable, your memories will keep you alive in our hearts everyday. Rest well my brother till we all meet on that great Day of the Lord"

My adorable husband,how hard can it be?i miss you so much. I wish this was not true. You left without a word and that breaks my heart. I trust you are in a better place now. Rest well my love!You sure were an answered prayer to me and will always be. Baby you are irreplaceable.

Eulogy for my Brother
You were a quiet and unassuming person whose life revolved mainly around family, friends, and work. You were a protector of loved ones above all else. Even during those inevitable tough times that life has a way of throwing, you were happiest when surrounded by family.
Growing with you as the hovering ‘big brother’ was comforting.
I wanted to be a goalkeeper because you were the goalkeeper in the Abana Street team.
I didn’t like wearing shirts because I thought I also had your broad shoulders.
You kept an eye on me from when we were in Secondary school (I saw you standing at the window but pretended not to notice) to the recent past with your warnings to me to stay at home in Abuja during the periods of attacks.
You changed the name our father called me into a form that most of my friends use today,(Kpereke to Kpakish).
I even tried walking like you; of course I was not successful.
You enjoyed driving, though most of your passengers in the early days will definitely ‘have their hearts in their mouths’.
It’s difficult to speak of you in the past tense as I still see you walking around the compound.
Though you have not had a long life and have not fulfilled your promise, I still celebrate that I was privileged and honored to have known you.
A light has gone out; without so much as a flicker, and all we have left; is a precious memory of how brightly it burned; and the warmth it gave us.