Pastor Ayo Dada son of Pastor
Philip Dada, Senior brother of my Aunty Titi, Junior brother of Baba Ijo Sola
Dada, Rev. Olu Dada and Mommy Akure,
My father was one of the
greatest men I ever knew but you were my other role model. From as far as I can remember I wanted to be
like you. You were smart, vibrant, hard working, ambitious and most of all you
were a great dancer. I wanted to be all
of these things when I grow up, I wanted to be like you heck I wanted to have a
beautiful girlfriend like you had and marry a woman as fun, loving and giving
as Aunty Iyabo. I’m still trying to be a great dancer like you I need more
work there. J
My first plane ride was
because of you, I got to see Zaria and experience the cold harmattan weather of
the north, drank fura and maishanu.
You loved me before I knew to
love you. You told me stories about the selfless sacrifices my dad made for you
and the rest of his siblings. Your story about pretending to be a haunted
spirit and scaring a village from their water source was the best!! J
When Popsie passed away you
showed us the love and respect that you had for the man and honored him in your
relationship with us.
Shafe!!! That’s my mother
calling, a name we all adopted. You will never be forgotten. Adieu! And
welcome, Heaven is about to be entertained with some good music and dancing! Go
ahead Uncle Shafe show them how it’s done.
May your soul rest in peace!
I am proud to have known you and to call you Uncle Shafe!!
Your nephew
Kayode
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