Daddy, bia kupute m. Those were my early morning call from my cot to you as a little boy. I remember with fond memories your triangular trip from Onitsha to Abuloma to Ikot-Ekpene and then back to Onitsha with James my elder brother to pick Irene and I from school. I remember your gifts for doing well at school and your encouragements too. I remember taking fresh air with you in our balcony at umunna; the back scratching and patting. I shed tears as i write these dad. I love you dad.
daddy i do not know where to start. i remember all the sports club outing, all the having a ride. all your jokes and saying ( kedu nke i ji kwulu. i juta is nkita i welu agba ya mee gini) and many more. what of alll the saturday shopping in all the supermarkets in onitsha then. thank you dad for all those