Hmmmm....words fail me. Never in my wildest dreams would I have conceived the thoughts of your demise. I’m literally in shock and I don’t know how long this would be. Your death has come to remind us of the saying that “good people die early”. You were a great man. One I always proudly pointed to as my uncle. Always ready to help and guide. Upon my arrival in Lagos, you were there to show me the way and teach me all I needed to know to survive Lagos. I remember how you wrote road descriptions and bus routes for me. I read it daily before I set out from your house to my office. You didn’t have to but you did. “Ko si problem” and “ L’agbara Olorun” were your most used phrases. You knew God and feared him. And He always came through for you...so when the news of your death reached me, I questioned Him. The circumstances surrounding your death even made it worse to accept. But our hope is in God, the all-knowing and all-seeing God. May He cause your killers more pain than they have caused us all. I miss you dearly and I promise this day that you shall forever be remembered... A hallowed place in our hearts is where you’ll always be. Rest in perpetual peace,  M&S