I have you in my heart."
This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Professor Akpan Idorenyin Udoesen, 45, born on December 21, 1968 and passed away on October 29, 2014.
Dr. Akpan was the Dean of the School of Arts and Sciences at the American University of Nigeria and Chair of its Communications and Multimedia Department until his untimely death on Wednesday October 29th 2014 in a hospital in Abuja after a brief illness. He is survived by his wife (Emilienne Akpan) and two daughters (El-Miracle and Faith-Emmanuela).
We will remember him forever.
Please join us on this site, by leaving a tribute, to remember him and share your memories, thoughts and prayers.
Tributes
Leave a tributeI have you in my heart."
I never knew you as I joined AUN years after you had gone to a better place. However, your love shines through your wife and daughters daily. I'm grateful to God for the strength he's given them. Rest on Sir. You are loved!!!
Forever loved and missed, Ediye mmi, rest in peace.
Remembering you in a space where words will never be enough.
You are home.
You will never be forgotten.
Some names will resound through generations.
Remembering our wedding day 21 years after, with gratitude and love.
Rest in peace Ediye mi.
Rest in Peace
where communion with God is
natural as love,
perfect as grace,
renewing as nature,
true as devotion,
liberating as worship,
potent as prayer, and
strengthening as faith.
You are an eternal promise kept.
Today, as always, I remember you my teacher, my brother, my friend and colleague, Prof. Idorenyin Akpan.
Fate brought us together when I enrolled to study Communication Arts at the University of Uyo in 1993.
You were an exceptional teacher - very intelligent but simple, very kind but firm in your conviction, very hardworking but playful, very committed to friendship but tolerant in the face of betrayal.
You were human and even more and that was why you cultivated enduring friendship and comradeship across cultures, creeds and civilisations.
Idy, you lived a good life and you died a good man. I have so many things to write about you but let me recall an incident in your office in my 300 level.
You had given Herbert Batta your lecture notes to sell to us and I couldn't afford them even though the cost was very low.
Herbert, knowning that I was struggling and was almost dropping out, photocopied the notes for me free of charge.
That day, I walked into your office to submit an assignment and I had the photocopied notes with me.
Before I could hide them, you had caught me and pointed at the notes while looking straight into my eyes, smiling.
My mouth went dry but my palms were dripping with sweat and my armpits oozed heat that ran down my innermost places.
Still smiling, you asked, "What is that and how did you get them."
I stammered and coughed and cackled and crackled.
After a few seconds that seemed like eternity, I betrayed my friend Herbert and told you he photocopied the notes for me free of charge because I couldn't afford even the cost of photocopying.
The smile in your face disappeared and at once, I thought you were going to seize the notes and threw me out of your office.
But you didnt. What you did made both of us cry.
You stood up, hugged me and held me for some seconds and told me almost in a whisper, "Isine, you are a strong young man. I am so proud of you. I didn't know it was that bad. You will get all my notes free from now on."
You kept your word.
In my mind, I vowed to be eternally grateful to you and I tried to keep that promise.
We had a few conversations while you were at the American University of Nigeria, Yola and you suggested I should switch to the academia having practiced for over ten solid years. I didn't think so. At least at that time.
The next thing I heard was you were sick and was brought to Abuja for treatment.
It was JacobJacobs, I like calling him Sekob though, who called to break the news in the night. I promised to come see you the next day.
But it was too late. Dr. Jacob's, called again to break the news, you had gone home to be with your Lord and Savour, Jesus Christ.
The news was so devastating I couldn't get a hold on me for many days.
And then came the arrangements for your final return to the land of the ancestors.
It was at a time Ebola was ravaging some parts of Africa and the world and a certain Sawyer had brought the dreaded scourge into the country.
The airlines couldn't fly you home because of government's restriction to prevent the spread of the virus.
It was decided you will be conveyed home from the Asokoro General Hospital on one of the worst roads in the country.
As a sign of respect to you and perhaps, the last service to our friendship, I joined your wife, Emilienne Akpan and three church members, and together, we took you back to Uyo on the road.
It was not an experience anyone would wish to have but...
On December 15, I was again in your village, together with your relations and friends to bid you a final goodbye.
Today, I remember you as if it is the day you pardoned me and my friend, Batta for photocopying your notes.
I remember you as if it is the same day you opted to give me your notes free of charge till I graduated.
I will remember you for so many good and pleasant reasons always.
Thank you for who you were and the impact you left on this side of eternity; where the sun rises and sets.
God bless you and the family you left behind.
Continue to rest in peace, Sir.
Thanks for teaching me to follow my heart and my dreams, and to work hard to achieve them.
You're always loved, never forgotten, and you're forever missed.
Remembering you with faith and love - today, always, forever.
~ OVID
Forever loved, and missed.
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I have you in my heart."
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I Remember Prof. Idorenyin Akpan
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Nsikan Esen, Ph.D.
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