Nwoke Obi Oma
Jay, a generous angel. I moved to the UK in 1996 and Jay met me at the airport and we both lived together at Hollins House for a while. Jay enrolled me at the College of North East London, where I started my A levels. I met a young lady at the College, whom I asked out and she declined as a result of my heavily tongued igbo accent. Funny enough her name was Adaeze, although she was called "Deze" by my peers.
I returned home, somewhat discouraged and told Jay of the events. He said "nwanne cool oh down, I wil set you up! That he did. Shortly after that, Jay taught me how to drive, this took less than 3 weeks. I passed my drivers test and Jay gave me his P reg Ford Fiesta to be taking to school. I was the talk of the college. "Deze" after a few days of my cruisng and hanging with the "cool guys", came up to me and asked if I was still interested....
Brother Jay, no day passes on, without me missing your smile, you heart , your kindness, your love. Nwoke ukwu!