April 13, 2016
April 13, 2016
Tribute to the memory of Mrs. Vicentia Aku Salakpi (Nee Adadevoh) by the Volta Association of Washington DC Metro Inc.
’A Thousand words won’t bring you back; I know because I tried.
Neither will a Thousand tears; I know because I’ve cried’-Kily Dunbar
It seems like yesterday when we all trooped to call on you when you last paid a visit to us. Today we know that your visit to us was a valedictory one, for it was a visit that surpassed all visits. You were at your best, full of smiles and love for all. You continually told us to keep the brotherly and sisterly flame alight and never under any circumstance allow it to dim and die. As you rightly pointed out, people die but love and ideas live on.
As a member of this association, you matched your words with action showing impartial love and care to all. You opened your home for us all to make our home. Where it was within your means, you offered assistance with the proviso that it should not be broadcast. You were so much self-effacing in your philanthropy that most did not know what you were doing except the beneficiaries of your help. You were a mother, sister, aunt to so many that for many years we will forever hold your memory as a keepsake in our hearts.
When it comes to dealing with the truth, you were the beacon and hope we look upon. You once said quoting Mark Twain, “If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything”. In your relationship with the association you embodied the spoken and expressed truth.
Dada, we dearly miss you for the laughter and jokes you shared with us; we miss the friendship that was nurtured within and without the Volta association; we remember and miss the defiant moments when you stood your ground-resolute in your faith and purpose defending the truth; we miss you each and every one of us in our own way in what you meant to us collectively and individually. You touched every heart in different ways that words are just inadequate to describe such. And as Kily Dunbar aptly put it, “A Thousand words won’t bring you back; we know because we’ve tried. Neither will a Thousand tears; we know because we’ve cried’
You were once with us and though you are gone, we will never forget you. You have taken the step in the everlasting journey home and in the tomorrow that will come we will perpetually speak your name and close our eyes and smile because you lived. Look down on us from heaven with your infectious smiles and keep us free from hurt and pain. You will always be within our hearts until we meet again.
Auntie Vicey as you were affectionately called, yours was a life well lived. ‘Like a butterfly in flight, you drifted off to paradise. A journey to the rainbow’s end, leaving broken hearts to mend’
As I hear the sound of distant drums amidst harmonious singing from the angelic choir, welcoming you home, all we here can say is: May the Lord grant you eternal rest till we meet again.
Auntie Vicey Xe de nyuie
Auntie Vicey, yi na dzudzor le nutifafa me
The President
The Volta Association of Washington Dc Metro Inc.
’A Thousand words won’t bring you back; I know because I tried.
Neither will a Thousand tears; I know because I’ve cried’-Kily Dunbar
It seems like yesterday when we all trooped to call on you when you last paid a visit to us. Today we know that your visit to us was a valedictory one, for it was a visit that surpassed all visits. You were at your best, full of smiles and love for all. You continually told us to keep the brotherly and sisterly flame alight and never under any circumstance allow it to dim and die. As you rightly pointed out, people die but love and ideas live on.
As a member of this association, you matched your words with action showing impartial love and care to all. You opened your home for us all to make our home. Where it was within your means, you offered assistance with the proviso that it should not be broadcast. You were so much self-effacing in your philanthropy that most did not know what you were doing except the beneficiaries of your help. You were a mother, sister, aunt to so many that for many years we will forever hold your memory as a keepsake in our hearts.
When it comes to dealing with the truth, you were the beacon and hope we look upon. You once said quoting Mark Twain, “If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything”. In your relationship with the association you embodied the spoken and expressed truth.
Dada, we dearly miss you for the laughter and jokes you shared with us; we miss the friendship that was nurtured within and without the Volta association; we remember and miss the defiant moments when you stood your ground-resolute in your faith and purpose defending the truth; we miss you each and every one of us in our own way in what you meant to us collectively and individually. You touched every heart in different ways that words are just inadequate to describe such. And as Kily Dunbar aptly put it, “A Thousand words won’t bring you back; we know because we’ve tried. Neither will a Thousand tears; we know because we’ve cried’
You were once with us and though you are gone, we will never forget you. You have taken the step in the everlasting journey home and in the tomorrow that will come we will perpetually speak your name and close our eyes and smile because you lived. Look down on us from heaven with your infectious smiles and keep us free from hurt and pain. You will always be within our hearts until we meet again.
Auntie Vicey as you were affectionately called, yours was a life well lived. ‘Like a butterfly in flight, you drifted off to paradise. A journey to the rainbow’s end, leaving broken hearts to mend’
As I hear the sound of distant drums amidst harmonious singing from the angelic choir, welcoming you home, all we here can say is: May the Lord grant you eternal rest till we meet again.
Auntie Vicey Xe de nyuie
Auntie Vicey, yi na dzudzor le nutifafa me
The President
The Volta Association of Washington Dc Metro Inc.
